a silence in the ring

Abora

4/24/18 11:40 AM

there is a violence inside every peaceful moment
the break in quiet
from bludgeons through skulls

most times it’s a man
shouting for recognition
I prefer the birds
they tumble from their nests
fighting in front of me

and these little liaisons with the outside
when I can hear traffic and ambulances
they scream to be seen
and I am still passive

where is peace
in a world filled with unrest
where is love
in a man filled with fear
where is the exit
in a house with no doors

you can punch through walls
and bleed through knuckles
but it still won’t make you whole
or any more free

  • Author: Big Swifty (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 24th, 2018 10:45
  • Category: Reflection
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  • MLHnow

    Wow beautifully said! MLH

  • sylviasearcher

    I prefer the birds tumbling from their nests too.



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