Tapestry Poem by Inked Solace

Bone white

Birch shines Eerily In moonlight

Sky darkens Clouds huddle Whispering secrets

Sky stained Blood red Chained By Hope

Wings of Shadow Cut through the Day from Time to time.

Mars plunges his sword Deep into Our already warring world

All people's Hearts Frozen. Stone cold. Oblivious

My eyes wearily gaze at my 100-word essay slowly

I change a few words, fix a few SPAGS dissatisfied press SUBMIT

My words ring true

We need to try

Each day to

Strive to change

The tapestry of

Opinion.