Against the Reign and Bullet Showers
What?
against the reign of bullets?
paltry words...insignificant phrases...scant creative thought
still to try
to wring the meaning out of the blood stained cloth
to pick up each brass shell and casing
to listen and ask each one why
why the reign?
with intent to ponder...defend and defuse
against fall water of twisted metal anger
THE VOICE...this hard triumphant violence has given the unaccepted
A NEW CODE of Monstrous honor?
How to disarm the broken soul...the distortion of voice!
ballast the fluctuating scattered soul
build a defense against the insecurity
their being so different
...so angry
ANGER
against innocent Traitors ALL!
the beautiful...the gifted...the brilliant ...the successful
now the damned
Shiny Targets
on a shooting range wall
Empathy seems shallow water
fury fuels nothing
concentration breeds frustration
Lobby's laws ban ...banning
Shall we jail the gifted in prisons of metal
detectors and guards
encourage our glorious children to hide their gifts
Where are the answers
all
that can possibly stop the fall?
Copyright © Ingrid Showalter Swift | Year Posted 2018
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