Saturday, August 16, 2014

Shot (Poem)

- from the sky

- with hands in the air

- at play in the fields of a steel trap home town

- at school

- seeking food

- walking

- by soldiers

- by police

- by renegades and rebels

children
children
children

the good blood of the future spilled outrageously on the ground

because -

- they were in the way

- they were there

- they were symbols

- they were black

- they were little

- they were weapons to beat their people with

what

have

we

become

- Kathy, 16/8/14

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