Do I fight?A Poem by Kaela CravenJust expressing fears for my futureYou were born to a mountain too proud to crumble Blue eyes behind you Meant not to stumble A few hundred years and the mornings are hazy Night falls too black Afraid for my baby Do I fight? And where will you go when the paths are eroded The prisons are full The new trains are loaded Meteors fall and the sweet light is sleeping The fathers lay dead The mothers all weeping Are millions of pin pricks enough for a giant Is it enough To stand here defiant Do I fight? Feeling so small in the face of their wrath How many go And never come back The future was yours but I'm watching it fade Turning to dust All we have made Do I fight
Or turn my face away? © 2021 Kaela Craven |
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Added on January 20, 2021 Last Updated on March 21, 2021 AuthorKaela CravenTucson, AZAbout"Incantations, spells, rituals, what are they? They're poems. So what's a poet? He's a Shaman." "She died laughing. She died in ecstasy. She died with her eyes wide open." Well, if I had to do .. more..Writing
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