Do You Feel It?

War drums

There is rage here
do you smell it?
It smells of red,
of smoke, of death

And do you see it?
It looks like pain,
like ash, like poison
laced with the rain

We are choking
we are smothered
we are dying
this is war

I watched the children
lay their skeletons
before our feet
I watched the children
screaming, searching,
wailing, begging
outside your home

I watched the children DIE

And I will paint my face
in the warmth of your blood
I will carve my rage
into the holes I leave
when I gouge your eyes
I will give the grace
you bestowed our people
in the gift of suffering
in the gift of death

The price deepens

Your pockets-
endless wealth
and I want not for your money
but for the generations
you desecrated when you
stole the land and severed hope



This is war

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