Neil Kennovin Poems

You were my babies, my daughters, my sisters, my mother.
An absence of water has left me with an absence of love.
My consoling father told me that there would be others,
But my heart quakes for what the earth conceals.
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I shall call you Briggs, for I know not your name,
Nor do I care to learn it. You and your partner
Are sent to interrogate a former murderer,
Whose face has grown dim by the flame.
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Tell me lover, how art thou today?
Nervous, excited, and new, you proclaim?
In dismay, I declare you look peculiar; different
Than normally portrayed.
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Freedom only leads to suffering and pain, for
Everyone only cares about what they shall gain.
As time passes, humanity becomes a stain on
Reality, committing heinous atrocities again and again.
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I have raised you up out of the dead ground
That is near my shed in the backyard
I replenished the ground with a handful of soil
I stole from the “Farmer’s Pound”
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The squirrel scampers among the soil and seeds
Trying to feed his family. Sizing up his task,
The rodent with the long lagging limb
Scans the ‘scape for discernable danger.
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