Erin Thomas Poems
|16.||In The Shade Of Suicide||7/20/2013|
Misguided angels struck them on their beauteous heights,
Then rotting frames collapsed in flames from carious heights.
Demons vie for rights to control and destroy the masses,
Commanding herds to slaughter from their devious heights.
Sheets of fire consume in the name of good intention;
A rain of steel tears homes apart from dubious heights.
Huddled against fierce wind and cold on the mountain slopes
Refugees watch their cities burn from various heights.
A wide-eyed child points toward flares and thunderous sounds;
His blood-caked mother cries ...
Fiberglass for birch tree bark,
a coat of paint for resin pitch,
and plastic trim for cedar wood
compose the modern wander-boat.
Nonetheless there’s craftsmanship
in building plugs and curing molds,