Casualty
Anger is the impassable wall. Freedom extinguished. Coming to a grinding halt. Caught in a bottomless pit somewhere between understanding and acceptance. Obsolete inflamed ignorance. Crushing hearts, while empty kindness tramples the spirit. Strangled benevolence into an abyss of human cruelty. So into the infernal death the chasm coils.
The bird spirals
With wings full spread
In his quest for sovereignty
Holding the winds of change
Beneath his breast
He is lifted far above
A determined direction
With feet tied
And no way to land
Copyright © Lonna Blodgett | Year Posted 2019
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment