Riots Poem by keith brown

Riots



Riots

Babels tower fall's.
A million voice's
throat a thousand angry tongues.
Bigotry: creole: patois
beget chaotic voice.
Deep as night dark as day
Nyx,
daughters of darkness
Now hold sway
Anger, jealousy, revenge
Furies into hell descend
Mankind like Dionysus
God of madness
Must be born again

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We seem to have stopped listening, division in ancients
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