How Many Times

Casting shadows burnt o the ground you walk on,

The horns of the elk bringer of peace are we at voice.

Bleeding to grounds of the believer’s the drums sound.

 

I this our soul grasping darkness never more we see our hearts,

Come with me to the endless forest of love forgiveness.

Can we be wrong pollution the thoughts of insecurities.

 

Our ancestors call for our freedom this fractions of dancing light,

Can we remember these days of freedom ask yourself now.

Captured from images taken back to straw the mind eye.

 

Where are the words of wisdom asking for our existence,

Come together the slaves this society spoke freely,

As the new dawn casting shadows of doubt feelings.

 

Keeping fear to the populace fly free dreams peaceful worlds,

God is there and it will be justice we die this day how many more times.

Brining questions is this obscure can you read wondering star light.

 

Holding you in my arms freedom this day do now bow in sight,

Escape now the greatness of this universe I found you at the glimpse,

Time is late my friends the virus concludes these changes.

 

Daisies upon fields of pollution falling diseases grasps us all,

End times with this sickness take the road less travelled.

I wish you peace as we take the fallen to saints this is forgiveness.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented

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