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Belis Sky Poem
The water
The spring
The sparrow that sings
The grass
The field
The cotton
The chains
The whips
The whoops
The ache
The bones
The blood
Oh heavenly father
The blood
The feet
The guns
The street
The wounds
The woods
The hounds
The men
That they seek
Scatter they flee
Once they run
Twice they shoot
Three are down
Four cheer
Five grieve
Copyright © Belis Sky | Year Posted 2017
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Belis Sky Poem
Never coming
We’re out here all of us wanting to be home
we’re going mad here
endless deserts
nothing but yelling
the wanting to see our families smiling faces
the fear in there eyes
the sounds of guns firing
the calls for help
oh god the guns
the screams of mercy
all of us don’t want to be here
we don’t want to be doing this
oh god the agony
we call put to you to be set free
from this hell
but you don’t answer
now were going into even more hell
oh god please stop this
Copyright © Belis Sky | Year Posted 2014
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Belis Sky Poem
We were afraid
Constantly
Afraid
They could
Kill us at any moment
For no reason suitable
For taking a life
Little food
Little water
Little salvation
Nothing but work
After all
Arbeit Macht Frei
Is what we lived by
Every day
Forced to live by it
To have it mockingly
Branded into us
But
It was all a lie
We
Were
Never.
Free…
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Belis Sky Poem
Fee fi foe fum
Wake up when the
World is gone
Fee fi foe fum
Stand up when the
World is done
Fee fi foe fum
Get ready to run
Fee fi foe fum
You are the
Unwanted
Son
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Belis Sky Poem
A violin plays
Softly in the breeze
Its melody floats in the
Air
A lone sparrow flies
Landing on the delicate violin
It turns to sand on the beach
The lone violinist
Weeps
He curses the sparrow
To no longer fly
Causing the sparrow
To wither and die
The violinist cries out
As he slowly turns to sand himself
And is swept into the sea
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Belis Sky Poem
Poor Alice -
poor alice
you messed up
and it can’t be fixed
you’re trapped
and you’ll suffocate down here
you can’t get out of this
your legs are broken
your arms twisted
your neck cracked
your tears salty
no one will save you from your fate
poor Alice
their filling in the hole
with you inside
poor Alice
you can’t scream
the dirt is filling the hole
Oh,
poor Alice
can’t breathe
the dirt’s covered
poor Alice
Welcome to
Wonderland...
Copyright © Belis Sky | Year Posted 2014
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Belis Sky Poem
March
Why do they blame us momma?
What did we ever do?
We never asked for this
We never asked for this
Never
Never
Please momma
I want to go home
We want to go home
It hurts
It hurts
There’s so much blood
So much
So much blood
Bodies drop everywhere
We’re just kids
Only kids
We didn’t ask for this
Why are they yelling that it’s our fault ?
Please momma
I want to go home
Will I be the same man momma?
I hear them
There coming for me momma
Please save me momma
Please momma
Their coming closer
Closer
Their right here
Please
Save
Me
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Belis Sky Poem
I’ll speak
And be spoken to
I will speak my mind
I will be heard
I will listen
What I say is truth
What you say will be lies
But i listened
in amusement
For a while
You spoke
And it all fell out
Your disgusting mouth
Rotting your teeth
Your tongue fell out once I opened Mine
My words bring meaning
Yours bring chaos
I am strong
You are weak
I sing
You scream
I prosper
You fade
I grow
You disappear
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