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by J. Lee
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Dedicated to currently unrealistic wishes of a better human condition. Looking at Ferguson
An Epilogue :

In the wake of waves,
Strewn ‘cross sphere
Of heart’s elixir,
Will male kin be excused again?

Summer to autumn
leaves drop like bloodshed –
Fiery Brown -
Explosively silenced
by jury and guard.

A Post Script :

Antique embracing pavement street,
As nostrils sting with rubber sweet,
And Lady Jewel bravely cries,
‘Do they like me?’ through noble lies.
There within confusion, canvassed.
Imbued with truth and
infused in answers.

Cane of candy no more able
To bring peace
Than pieced, unstable
Verdicts, found on less than average
Violent hands
Set forth to ravage.

A Question :

Once alike,
Now less than ever.
Black and white,
Just as cut and dry
As we have bred our endeavors.

From pulse to casket,
Grown to repulsion.
As though poles alike
From around the globe.

But here, we can choose.
Passions rise in enormous storms.
Momentum changes everything.
Shall we grace Noah
And cover Atlantis yet again?
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