Havoc

Intimate scrawls of thoroughbred warfare
Enough nitroglycerine to share
Carbonized misery intensely bleak
Cold caliber heat

Should we rampage
Or reap the sow
His skin slithers
As the wind howls

Dead eyes see enough
To weather and rust
Corpses lay limply
On crimson plains
No sporadic movement
No breath of complaint

How much evidence
Do the stains give away
Struggle for equality

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poem by Pleasant Floyd
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