Billowing smoke fills the sky —
Evidence of our Presence,
Our tragic War Cry,
Our fight for Convalescence.
Fire is a language —
Brighter than words;
Brings more damage
& equally absurd.
Violence is a tongue —
The scream of the Unwanted —
Echoing from sore lungs;
Yet, we are not daunted.
No fear, break the gird —
Refuse to be unheard —
Fire is our Word,
Violence is our Word.
May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 12:36 AM UTC