Poem -

Power

There is no hiding

By the scent of our fear

It shall know us

And like a great beast devours

Our time in this home

Shall be only hours

Blood secrets and sin

Walk hand and hand

Carried by men

To carve up the land

Then we have the choice 

To speak or be herded

From one awful place

To another

Always  guarded

Neither will make any difference

To the numbness of our keepers

They have no brothers or fathers

Sister or daughters

Twilight is past us

The night dark and starless 

Then will I Speak your name

As chaos surrounds us

Then shall I call on you

As I have called and got no answer

My fear made me faithless

Then shall I call on you

God you love them too

These men that take more and more

To feed to feed to feed

 However

shall I bring a sacrifice to your door

When I can neither see or hear you

Like the air we breathe come to our aid

Give me hope

Make me strong

The hearts way is a slippery slope

Give me courage to last long

I was a princess

In the previous structure

I learned nothing of this great danger

I have to make up love as I go 

And have no idea how to begin

My emptiness not so different

As the elite who rule us

The darkness within

December 3 2016

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