Death On A Horse Poem by Kylee Wells

a dialog of secrets included in your capture
fighting back your anger
you were quite fierce
sought through destruction was fruitful labor
you separated yourself from what remained broken
maybe your soul
but never your mind
however small the discrepancies
you still took center stage
encouraging yourself to rectify all happenings
in your mind’s eye
it’s your story
no matter how brutal it most be telling
must be told
it has been such a long time since you have dreamed
only because it provoked controversy
and not the hostile kind you sought to welcome
you felt more alive when you were angry
you felt exhilarated when enraged
through the brown eyes of father
fighting back rivals evidently remarkable by journal accounts you had made
tender hearted blaspheme
and a political front line of hundred angry men
set aside by pleasure
well endowed in your personality