Broken Down
Broken Down
The black windows have broken down
and the walls have collapsed
and the broken down windows are tainted glass
and the mirrors are shattered
broken down, stained and covered in rust and dust
In it were photographs taken by the sky’s flash
With lanterns and sunflowers attached to the sun in the clouds in the four corners of the earth’s eye
The only thing that is to be consumed by the wind is the silence of its breath and the pause before it punched
Creeping up upon our home
Where glory reigned and where we were
Sheltered from the elements of earth’s unpredictable ways
Life was simple
Before the silver clouds and the bullet rain swept away our everything
Our hearts remain intact though breaking down
Dying on the inside
Tummies grumbling with dearth
And saliva is our desert
Yet grateful we’ve not seen the end of the line
Marckincia Jean
Free verse
11/12/19
Copyright © Marckincia Jean | Year Posted 2019
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