In This Place
poem by e.e.cane
Jan. 7, 2021
in this place
wondrous visions
and song
Across america
the screaming swept
such music aside
by anger boiling blood
It shall pass examination to reveal
someone behind the
blind
The unseeing empassioned
carry elephants,
shared transgressions,
to sell guns with fantasy
Fear clogs words and thinking
of the evil beast bleating
and hearing only the sound
of their own voices
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