DANCING WITH MEMORIES

WIDEST memories a saddest smile
why the world grins three smiles
into a dead house within saddest eyes
why are there soldiers of my heart
here with the dead dancing
with the invisible ones; i say
no word can hold them here
a falling broken wing striding
after gliding massacre tonight
did we laugh) and we dance
like we’ll dance for freedom
and joy within hands too quick
and a mouth in too much anguish
forming a form of protest
with fresh faces and another
love another torture chamber
dancing with their mothers
dancing with their fathers
and working the machine
of life in words of “what
else can I do?” we dance
with invisible ones
One day laughing not(saying
the world may be too big)
holding one tiny this
with time And thinking
of your armor

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About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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