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We ran From something Unseen. We were Two, a man and a woman   River flowed red He is steel. And her tears Bullets. We are Bayonets and gun barrels   The earth flourished With steel, straight statues Of trees and undergrowth A perennial memorial   Buried, we were Under the earth Meant to last forever Meant to simply be   Red silence Enveloped the world My brothers... Glided between the trees   Creatures joined Those of all kinds, prowl Across the land Around their brothers   The earth split We are the valleys. Gashes Along the veins of the earth Runs red like streams and fountains   Wounds dried and flaking Freely beasts roamed Lands demarcated Trampled, trodden   We are echoes Within the canyons. We stalk Like spirits, like steel Behind fervor, behind craze   They lost Time was forgotten Time was reclaimed Remade   We do not know time We do not sow We do not reap We do not see We do not hear   The world is never silent But the underground is   How would you feel If you knew that The world was hollow Held up by rifles...
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Nov 22, 2024
Nov 22, 2024 at 3:51 PM UTC
Red Silence
We ran From something Unseen. We were Two, a man and a woman   River flowed red He is steel. And her tears Bullets. We are Bayonets and gun barrels   The earth flourished With steel, straight statues Of trees and undergrowth A perennial memorial   Buried, we were Under the earth Meant to last forever Meant to simply be   Red silence Enveloped the world My brothers... Glided between the trees   Creatures joined Those of all kinds, prowl Across the land Around their brothers   The earth split We are the valleys. Gashes Along the veins of the earth Runs red like streams and fountains   Wounds dried and flaking Freely beasts roamed Lands demarcated Trampled, trodden   We are echoes Within the canyons. We stalk Like spirits, like steel Behind fervor, behind craze   They lost Time was forgotten Time was reclaimed Remade   We do not know time We do not sow We do not reap We do not see We do not hear   The world is never silent But the underground is   How would you feel If you knew that The world was hollow Held up by rifles...
Credit to my friend Trietsiy_P! I posted a poem by her before but it was under the name Orderwastery.
#war#rifles#imagery#metaphor#violence#socialcommentary#guns#earth#dirt#buried
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mjsayshey
18/F/college, yay
Nov 22, 2024
Nov 22, 2024 at 3:51 PM UTC
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