Splintered

Fires burn on the horizon
cities crumble
concrete cracking
voices shrill with panic
with fear
watching as the brotherhood
fills the streets with death.
A call to arms
a call to making it great
fostering hatred
anger
disrepair
splintering a nation
that once was the model of decorum.
Blood shed
flowing in the streets
no backing down
no repreive
only volatile explosions
rocking all to their knees.
September 3/18
Photo by Dawn Armfield on Unsplash

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

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