My second attempt at Etheree
Etheree
Screams
dispersed
stolen land
fire-flys view
shallow graves covered
by hands of numbered souls
protection wears a black hat
sly be the cat who rears the sword
skirts bled hellish pain of racisms stain
old reapers may be exposed who knows when
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Jan 9/2016 Time: 8: 27pm
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem