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Monsters, They Call Us

A Miscarriage of Justice

By Camillia SimondsPublished 24 days ago 1 min read
Monsters, They Call Us
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Monsters, they call us

Our visage the only crime

We’ve now returned to dust

Our breath a mighty gust

Oft entwined with fire

Monsters, they call us

Misunderstanding breeds distrust

For their fear we pay with life

We’ve now returned to dust

Painted as if for blood we lust

As though surviving deserves a fine

Monsters, they call us

They hurl spears, breaking trust

In vain we fight for a life

We’ve now returned to dust

The court of humans far from just

Condemned by our stature so high

Monsters, they call us

We’ve now returned to dust


About the Creator

Camillia Simonds

Stories carry us away. They are the fabric of humanity that holds us together. I'm taking a journey through the magical world of imagination, and I'd like to invite you to join me. Here's to a whole new world.

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  • Manisha Dhalani23 days ago

    Brilliant words.

  • A wonderful poem!

  • This was so poignant. Loved your Villanelle!

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