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michael Jun 2020
They can't heal
When our shame
Lines these roads

They can't heal
When our guides
Aid, abet
And confuse

They can't heal
With our past.
Its power,
We still feel

They can't heal
When we tame
This shared pain.
BLM
michael Jun 2020
Smoke from across the room
A half-hidden smile, a glint of flame,
Soft lips mouthing, saying "**** no"
michael Jun 2020
What can I not deliver you?
My left behind red leaky drum,
Last drop of water; rouge-hue.

Can love withstand a roof alone,
With no four walls, no chapel safe?
michael Jun 2020
We spend our days watching, by the hour,
The Kardashians in their ivory tower

Fifty-one million one can make,
And yet from the poor we continue to take.

With another tape, they could make more
Here men are, paying, preaching; “she’s a *****!”

Punter, performer; why is only one disallowed?
Sexes sin equally; Mz Davidson would be so proud

But a role model she is! Some also bark.
What about Wu Zetian, Zenobia, Joan of Arc?

They are lost, not as important as ingot
Instead we’ll recall Weinstein, bigot.

Stories of their tweets dominate the BBC
But where is the plight of the LEDC?
michael Jun 2020
Around time scarred columns,
Sun bleached waves swell.
No songs or poems
Can say
What these weathered walls tell.
michael Jun 2020
A dancing mist
Ripping, shredding
Let wall meet fist
michael Jun 2020
Brothers blood on your arms
Coward’s salt on your cheeks
Heavy head in your hands

With such weapons of war
No Greek bones should litter
These flooded dunes of Mars

And still, rouge stained boys clog
That one final river
Gather on the bank. See
The line of Troys that burn

— The End —