Hell Above Ground

This is where Hell begins...
The sun darkening
The smell of rot.

The wall of life flaming up
The burning Center,
Of all things ignored.

This is where Hell opens:

Air and water poisoned
Human freedom is buried under shattered skulls
Keep death away from ourselves?
Men, women and children, bleeding from the core
Lying still like crumpled shadows.
Will we live to see the light of day?
When a gun is hung over our heads,
Tears, like drops of wax, flow from our eyes
Running....Screaming....Crying
The night was gone.
Who will save us?

This is where the excuses stop.
The wall of life will not
-pause- 
To weep for us.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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