Run for your lives
The night will catch you
You can run faster.
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Problem with living
Commitments to the dead
Cannot be escaped
Run for your lives
The night will catch you
You can run faster.
—
Problem with living
Commitments to the dead
Cannot be escaped
“Harris is a communist,” My grandfather protests.
“Better a communist than a felon,” My father shoots back.
There is a swirl of color that accompanies all things.
Every twist and turn, every fall and failure. All words spoken and sung, every smile or laugh.
To commit atrocities
In the name of love
Such monstrosities
Causes steps of
A cautioned hush
The presence of those returned
Warriors- gentle brush
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