WAR FIRE
I awoke to the sound
of knowledge knocking
and arose when the fire
taunted my teeth
and then again I felt
its flame
burning flesh that
wraps my heart and sides
with rotten pain
but I had not felt
this pain, for I was
new.
Times pass.
Going, rolling in the streets
flying feet make for
a frightening scene
go searching for a sad sound
make due, and make our own
cross our hands and breath
anger , sadness, defeat, I walk
walk as I do, I walk with purpose
No reason, stumbling, searching
for a friend that can run
to the end of the night with me.
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