Our Hearts Are Seperated Now Poem by Brian Kilpatrick

Our Hearts Are Seperated Now



Our hearts separated now
When my brother did it happen
Your knife is drawn

What are you selling
That I can't see
It's not in the fine print
It's just in your make believe

You make up the rules
As you play your games
Your death games
As both player and referee

Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shabeeh Haider 29 October 2014

I can feel the pain when you wrote this poem. Its wonderful. Please have a look at my poetry as well

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