Land Mines
Be beware of some people"
they're like land minds
and land minds never lie
they wait patiently
they wish to mince the future
blow hope into thin air.
Bones streaking above earth
like dirty runaway stars
souls fleeing from burning fields
ashes becoming lavender echoes
silky memories sprouting scars.
The next generation blindly racing
to the edge of the siren's glade
where there is a sign
"land mines never lie"
and dreams wither in the shade".
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2019
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