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Below is the poem entitled KU KLUX KLAN which was written by poet Judy Emery. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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Thrill is like a pill that kills, 
While I look at the Ku Klux Klan
Taken their stand on hot sand, 
Ready to take down the darken slaves
In those cold evil ancient days, 
The screams are still on the tip of their tongues, 
While slaves go out to fight 
they lost their lives 
to the hands of those white men, 
dead skin for the ravens
the blood stain stand is the history 
that flaps away like bats in time
the dead will soon be gone
the red sea will cast ancient dreams
to all who can see; 
it all comes straight from the heart 
where life has been written
about the forbidden; 
I step upon the stained sand
that is covred in sin; 
while time clutched at my feet
while I write in blood stain ink, 
millions of tears did fall
while they tried to claim the wall, 
I see soldiers on their feet
Wherein raincoats; 
I ask myself what side are they on? 
I feel so ill, 
like I had taken the old ancient pill
that kills the thrill.
while I see the stains upon the sand 
where the KU KLUX KLAN once stood
whirring their white hoods, 
with blood stain, wooden crosses in their hands
while they burned up the land; 
where mills of silence swept over the sand.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2017
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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