Serenity At Last

Tick tock
hear that clock
count down
one
two
three
wash away sins
so you thought
bathed in innocent blood.
Slaughtered
women
children
old
young
boundaries
none known.
Finger on the trigger
maniacal laughter
buttons
four
five
six
pressed
with juvenile delight
lighting up elevator
all stops
never full
like the mind
rotting within
glowing corpse
grotesque mouth piece
shouts
branding traitors.
Silence falls
blankets of purity
reign ended
reins passed
collective breath
held so long
released unpent
let the healing begin.
©Nov. 30/20
Picture is my own

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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