(The Undone)

The wrenching temptation of a nation

To power the speak

And break the bones of a society

So castes it be

Remain unfree(d)

No prison break

Only silence mistakes

Itself for contemplation

Not hesitation

Yet the truth remains seen

But a nation still bleeds (yet it barely breathes)

Yet a nation(s) still bleeds.

 

 

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