Fooled Poem by Melvina Germain

Fooled



Me
the bearer
of ancient pain
turn those bricks
yes cry out again
join hands with the old
bask abundantly in the blue
let the repetitive carnage
blanket over you
nails submerge within thy flesh
open wounds cease to heal
mental capacity drains the soul
and hierarchy meets no expectation
dreams slice away and put to rest
no examination a mind confessed
rolling thoughts
scarlet eyes when tears do fall
in swollen hearts
stories line weathered walls
fooled by ridiculous promises
fooled by marches of peace
fooled by leaders with great intentions
fooled as evils scorn released
fooled by death in holy places
fooled by the sword that rips thy flesh
burned to seal the wounds of old memories
drained by the rage of a marked society
tis the inevitable that grants thee solace
that quiet serene and tranquil place
could it be horrid lies hide behind the masks
of the wretched minds of lost sobriety
in that dark place of much disgrace

Saturday, June 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Melvina Germain

Melvina Germain

Sydney, Nova Scotia
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