Polluted Clones (Poem)

My comfort zone says

I am free to educate

Go out and play

Fearless of becoming a prey

 

My comfort zone says

The wonders around

Those unfairly crowned

Temporary matters

To awake and to astound 

 

It’s not that i’m not kind
Living a life i can’t leave behind
When cultures pretend not to understand
Setting foolish behaviors on rewind

 

Sitting on our knees
Beneath the roots of those trees

We prayed for a moment to seize

Away from an internal heart freeze

 

I got to know most of the women in my town
When we were buried alive in the underground
They heard no sound
We drew not a single frown
We believed in God
And choked in sand

 

It’s in the air
It’s in the water
It’s in that stair

 

It’s between those lines
It’s in the home
It’s in the direction signs

 

It’s who we are
It’s in the clone 

It’s in the scar 

In the fragmented war