Put off the flames
Close the door behind my back
Yet love came like a rushing mighty wind

Labored of immorality to immorality
By the blood sanctified
Apparelled with righteousness
Now gaze on the price,

Jesus Christ

Migration of stars and the moon
Dancing around in circle like lovers do
Doesn't look titillating without you

Lying there helpless
Heart beating against the clock
Drowning on the pool of his blood

A lighter in their hands
Burning sensation within them
Blink of an eye, already inhaling smoke
Its flame, flame and flame after flame

Laboratory, hospitals in flames
Coffins in the middle of the roads
Corpses decomposing in houses
"Brown is brainless" they say

I close my ears
To the sound of each trigger
As I say a silent prayer
"God, preservation of life"

Smell peace for the last time
As white swivel to red
Then red to ashes
Back to before 1994, I long to see freedom

Because our nation is burning

Maybe I believed too much in their intimacy
That I unlearned to indoctrinate this brittle heart
Pros and cons of disappointment
Now it all feels like hallucinations
That can never swivel into authenticity
Maybe I just believed much in the tale
Yet they took it as a play
Still I feel broken

Many years ago
On this very day
God allowed you
To share your loudest cry
Turning into a contagious smile

A visionary
A lover
A mother
Who even lost one of her breed
I call you a general with scars

Here I am
With the pen in my palm
Strolling smoothly like a silk cloth
Yet I thought the ink would be dry
But how will it dry on a special day,
When the poet only release what is buried deep inside?