Untitled – Inaya Folarin (Poem)

My heart cries
whilst your heart bleeds
blood shivers along a
cold, concrete pavement
into a stream of souls of which
once occupied bodies
why must so many voices of
be replaced by the screams
of newly childless mothers?
Stand still
Whilst bodies spill
This is not how things are meant to be.
I can see
That bullets are not meant to be inside you?
But isn’t that what they were made for?
O for goodness sake!
Isn’t goodness for all our sake?

The living shimmer
The subtle
but timeless,
limitless light
Flesh is but a finite state


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