Memory Is a Weapon

Ezekiel Olayemi

Memory is a weapon 

too precious to sell,

a currency of the soul

cry, joy, blood, belief.

 

Ancestral,

it carries our histories,

the reason we breathe,

and proof we belong.

 

Some lie buried in dust,

waiting for the rightful hand

to lift them from the shadows

and wield them

for the truth.

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  • sorenbarrett

    Indeed it does and is. A veery nice write about something so important.

  • Poetic Licence

    That's a wonderful write and observation, of something you wouldn't think off as a weapon, but it is, enjoyed the read

  • Priya Tomar

    Brilliant write .
    A fave !

  • RSM0812

    It reveals the tragedy in a world on fire. Nice write.

  • NafisaSB

    yes - it's a potent tool indeed - well described



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