side walk hardens soft
the rains of December lost
flowers come and go
the birds flock tonight
white are the souls of holy
fire lamps burn out
sweet street vacant lot
an orange sky is shelter
to a broken girl
side walk hardens soft
the rains of December lost
flowers come and go
the birds flock tonight
white are the souls of holy
fire lamps burn out
sweet street vacant lot
an orange sky is shelter
to a broken girl
tearing through the artificial dim
of the skyline in her eyes
and the gods did give commandments
through the sky the lightning cried
dabbing gently on the canvas
all the might inside of me
in the old fortress once a bank
where earthly gods now adorn the bricks
i cusped my trembling splattered digits
to my tender lips hoping that the god won’t
make me pay for stealing his precious colored rainbow
to lead us on our way
children this is your mother city Porciuncula
calling and wailing when i feel your fall
i anger i ponder cry in agony
i’ve watched you grow in my neighborwombs
i’ve watched you writhe in the pain of isolation
i’ve withstood you raising your hand in anger and murder
against your siblings my streetveins flow through
your souls and while your spirits are still in the hearts
of your flesh ancestors your ache and loneliness
emblazoned on flags of blue red and black
demarking ancestral bruising
how can i avenge you my children
when i simultaneously incubate the demise
perhaps the answer lies
in my children rising up and punching with their brains
honoring themselves with their mind
and claiming your royal given right to rise and be you

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Today’s Prompt: How can we best avenge the fallen?
Welcome back to my weekly challenge. It’s time to get your creative juices on again!
So tell me, how would you interpret this image above?
Rules
Above all else, have fun with this! 🙂
SUBMIT ENTRY HERE
Here are the links to all the wonderful submissions I received last week. I do hope you enjoy them as much as I did! Thank you to all who participated! 🙂

Reena – Resistance- Reena Saxena
Hélène Vaillant – Step Up – Willow Poetry
Deborah – The Gift of Time – AWISEWOMANSJOURNEY
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and i flew so high
that God’s green army caught me
idling i wait
the doom of the pending day bullied
my every step and my mind shot out in a million directions
the mist felt like blades on my face
while my untethered thoughts piled up like delinquent bills
i hung my head to look at my watch with quivery lip
and an angry heart my tendons moved against me
in an instant i heard her call out my name and my name she called was “good morning”
i turned half way round straightening my frown as to not be maleficent in her space
the heavens did ring and my eyes caused to squint at the beauty of the ages
the halo around her small perfect bow as she cared for her bed of roses
and through my mind crossed the wisdom to know that she was an angel
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