sharp tongues lash out strong | word projectiles penetrate | souls leaving deep scars
we remember | those never to be forgotten | warriors all
we remember | our ancestors and martyrs | blood does not forget
so many your words | though too few to describe you | poet of our times /
the best race is | to everyday become | a better human
where is empathy | people are slaughtered | yet most care more for their pets
her door is painted | the color of his tattoos | deep dark indigo
muses sing praises | of those tuned in poets | their heavenly voices
for your gypsy self | on the move again | home is so many places
mourning the knowledge | of hatred and hardened hearts | we pray for blessings
war does not achieve | human understanding | peace ~ is the answer
genetic warfare | these demons seek to destroy | nature, its people
we remember | those never to be forgotten | warriors all
we remember | our ancestors and martyrs | blood does not forget
so many your words | though too few to describe you | poet of our times /
the pain of your passing now | lives in the clearest of blues
little black widow | your clan and I had a pact | you in your corners /
little black widow | your clan and I had a pact | you in your corners /
we humans stand back | then no one gets hurt
adobe walls | warm arms extending 'round them | earth, straw and sweet sweat
blue lotus flower | captured in cobalt calmness | waiting for sunrise
oh our little feet | grow into men's or women's | to take that stepped path
my son gifted me | some bluebells to remember | never to worry
they made their last stand | brave at the stronghold | dancing true for the people
our new border | is that you are no longer | allowed to cross us
the rapture of minds | longing for the end | of tech-no-logic life
she loved fandangos | tangos her favorite trance | dances with teeth
trying to touch heart | summon up compassion | when suspicion runs high
icy winds swoop up | flowers confused a | sudden return of winter
la lluvia | la mañana de mañanas | y tu sonrisa
putting on a new facade | the house is brighter | rouge on an old face
unburied in disdain | sacred bones, our ancestors | stolen legacy /
we would not dare desecrate | the bones of your forebears
moon when leaves are green | bees bringing in the pollen | Spring in full bloom
obsidian crows | caw in the translucent dawn | dancing in shadows
dreaming nasturtiums | the red empress on fire | lavishing in bed
we rise above hate | embrace solidarity | soar into love
the road ~ a doorway | beginning and end | our destiny ~ a spiral
adobe walls | warm arms extending 'round them | earth, straw and sweet sweat
blue lotus flower | captured in cobalt calmness | waiting for sunrise
oh our little feet | grow into men's or women's | to take that stepped path
my son gifted me | some bluebells to remember | never to worry
they made their last stand | brave at the stronghold | dancing true for the people
our new border | is that you are no longer | allowed to cross us
the rapture of minds | longing for the end | of tech-no-logic life
she loved fandangos | tangos her favorite trance | dances with teeth
trying to touch heart | summon up compassion | when suspicion runs high
icy winds swoop up | flowers confused a | sudden return of winter
la lluvia | la mañana de mañanas | y tu sonrisa
putting on a new facade | the house is brighter | rouge on an old face
unburied in disdain | sacred bones, our ancestors | stolen legacy /
we would not dare desecrate | the bones of your forebears
moon when leaves are green | bees bringing in the pollen | Spring in full bloom
obsidian crows | caw in the translucent dawn | dancing in shadows
dreaming nasturtiums | the red empress on fire | lavishing in bed
we rise above hate | embrace solidarity | soar into love
the road ~ a doorway | beginning and end | our destiny ~ a spiral
the best race is | to everyday become | a better human
where is empathy | people are slaughtered | yet most care more for their pets
her door is painted | the color of his tattoos | deep dark indigo
muses sing praises | of those tuned in poets | their heavenly voices
for your gypsy self | on the move again | home is so many places
mourning the knowledge | of hatred and hardened hearts | we pray for blessings
war does not achieve | human understanding | peace ~ is the answer
genetic warfare | these demons seek to destroy | nature, its people
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