Isabelle
What’s your name Isabelle
with long flowing brown hair
and skin so fair
yellow dress billowing
in the wind
flat-soled Nike
shoes
sitting
reading the news
with a look of
sorrow and despair
the land of the free
has punished your already
tired eyes
and smoking your cigarettes
you punish the skies
in return
the clouds rain disease
and bring an already famine
Earth
closer to it’s knees
in prayer
to a God that never
seems to answer
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