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radical revolutionaries
radicals and revolutionaries
poison
prison
persistent silence
honored by empty sounds
brutal responsibility
while guarding inncoence:
varying degrees
of untold guilt
violent rhetoric
booms as tryranny continues
bloodshed liberates
but does not placate
radicals and
revolutionaries
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Written for:
Vice/Versa – Midnight Snack Weekly Prompt #5
For which one had to Write poetry or prose using all four words: Sound/Silence & Guilt /Innocence
Also posted on: wordless wednesday buildings with character
Photo Credit: Roni Weiss Occupy Wall Street – Washington Square Park – October 8, 2011
NightTime Triolet
NightTime Triolet
At eleven PM I go to bed,
for I must give my brain some rest.
I close my eyes and lay my head;
by eleven PM, I’m always in bed.
Though I wish to relax, I find instead
some hot balloons lift up my chest.
So,when, at eleven, I am in bed,
dreams don’t give my brain a rest.
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Written for Poetry Blogroll – Midnight Snack Prompt 005.