Lost Lessons of History

Silence
impenetrable
round gather the flock
intent
keeping secrets
keeping truths
hidden
for should the light shine down
should the reality be unveiled
destruction
repudiation of ideals
centuries in the teaching
spewing hatred
at those who are different
spewing disgust
at those whose voices are risen
in fear
in pain
in confusion…..
while paddles were implemented
boards hurt more than hands
cackle with evil delight
massacre the child
turn them all white…..
disgust churns
while voices rise in disbelief
shouting
louder than the silent cries
no wrong done…..
stand tall
scream your desperation
your flock shall fall.
Your sins will be painted
broad streaks of hate
against expanse of sky
bringing to light
darkest night
sins against all.
Time to tear down
to recreate
a theme
within which
religion has no place.
©Aug. 24/21
Picture is my own
My soul hurts.
More and more graves are being found.
Children are innocents.
They are not the bringers of destruction.
They are not the downfall of all society.
Angry words spoken
people on both sides
how to bring justice forth
when so many players are dead?
It is the institution
the ideology that taught these abuses as right.
Thou shall not commit murder.
The First of the Ten Commandment.
When none can follow the simplest of directives
none can be thought of as teacher.

Strength Internal

I listen
head titled
voices wash over
stories
built upon the strands
subtle breeze
rifling faded leaves
love stories
lines written in the sands
dissolved by the sea
horrors that rise
when night is at its blackest
serenity is a lie
eyes dry
pearls no longer glow
lighting the skyline
bronzed fire
hear the dragons roar.
Thunder bellows
lightening crackles
triumphant I stand
masque torn off
woman I see
reflected in the mirror
phoenix
golden plume
strength…..
once I was broken
once I was lost
once I thought never to be found;
lies
ingrained
chains
ripped free
never again
will I allow you to make me bleed.
©Aug. 23/21
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