Saturday 30 May 2020

Let it burn

Let it burn, like the gaping wound,
as scarlet tears yearn to fuse a land
divided, deluded, ruined

through the unjust rule of a white hand, 
one kneel to the ground in protest 
in spite laid back as the flip of time's sand

never ceases. 1992, gone west,
disgrace upon disgrace, slavery gone
but never can hard won freedoms rest

when the fight is still young, 
justice excruciatingly far from done. 

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