
If you were cognizant of the outcome
before the onset of the fray,
how long would sanity endure
witnessing children melt in
voracious flame?
π₯π‘οΈππΊποΈπ₯
The vibrations of the
untamed mouth
more dangerous than any
soldiers wrath
π₯π‘οΈππΊποΈπ₯
In prescient firelight
the future awaits
despite all those
who curse the fates
π₯π‘οΈππΊποΈπ₯
How many accusations
could you falsely bear,
if you selflessly warned
those detaining you there?
π₯π‘οΈππΊποΈπ₯
The greatest crime
one could commit
is to observe reality
and insist it exists
π₯π‘οΈππΊποΈπ₯
The act of acknowledging
a smoldering equine
is tantamount to
setting it alight
π₯π‘οΈππΊποΈπ₯
With the creak of a hinge
a slash flashes in the night
Screams echo through time
igniting a blaze too steaming
in intensity
Cracking stone and searing sight
allowing truth to stream
β too late
K.B. Silver
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About the Creator
K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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