One for War, One for Peace
- Christian Van Linda
- May 18, 2024
- 1 min read
Cleansed by Fire
When I burned down
the relationships with my oppressors
I rioted with words
complete destruction as a last resort
And like the flames in the cities
those words became the tools
for the evil men to use
to obscure the truth to dismiss the abuse
A narcissist is a racist
against everyone who is not them
a race of one
hating as an act of faith
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Cleansed by Rain
I like to sit outside in the wind and the rain
to feel and hear it all as I seek to know my brain
I close my eyes and count my breaths
to learn the truths as I contemplate death
When enough time has passed for my ego to recede
I feel the force of life as it ruffles the tree
I need no more than what the world provides
imagine the wonders you'll see when you learn to close your eyes
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