Tag: poetry

I am trying to understand how over 200 souls can be bought and sold, sloshed then moulded. Their emotions mutilated! I am trying to understand the origins of your cruelty, how their cry can be a song of fulfilment in you. I am trying your cruelty as I see them with blood dripping dripping down…

Alas I’m here but you… You fingertip out of my arm’s reach I try and speak but My voice too weak Against the protest of the tick-tock’s Screech You stand apart from I Too distant to hear my defeated sigh But we’re close enough that For whatever wind that throws me, Frisks you the same…