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Not Without Blood
We are a long way
from praying now
Our cities are burning,
being turned inside out
Glass and flesh
Mouth and heart- being
reborn under screams
or a heavy boot
Someone is dying alone
in a small, white room or
on sidewalks under fist and feet
Sometimes,
the change can't come
not without blood
or a clean break from everything we know
This is for the broken- who are more evolved
who have laid down the salt of their own
bones into the Earth
who have grown
like a flower in cracked concrete-
a colorful stamp of character- You cannot touch it
You cannot crush the stem of our hate
or our love.
That last stanza is
That last stanza is absolutely brilliant.
Starward
"You cannot crush the stem of
"You cannot crush the stem of our hate
or our love"
Yes. Yes, indeed. And do we often confuse the two, or are they grafted of the same root?
Thanks for the read! Oh they
Thanks for the read! Oh they are definitely from the same root.
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.
True and wonderfully written.
True and wonderfully written. I think we all need a little of this :)
*tallsquirrelgirl* she feels in italics and thinks in CAPITALS ~henry james
Thank you! I haven't talked
Thank you! I haven't talked to you in forevvvvver.
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.