Lighter
Matches
Gunpowder
Chemicals
Light it
Burn it
BOOM
Into the sky
Spraying vivid colors across the night sky
Maybe it was someone's dream to see the stars up close
A once ancient symbol of war
Now a symbol of peace and celebration
But what exactly are we celebrating
New years isn't really the new year
And well Fourth of July
What is it
Once a beacon of hope to the colonizer
Fighting against their own colonization
Came and ruined land
Land that wasn't theirs
People that aren't theirs
Stealing
Murdering
Trafficking
Enslaving
For people trying to escape their own ruin
They took it upon themselves to ruin others
And through the passages of time
We don't seem to notice
How those scars still affect us today.
Lighter
Matches
Gunpowder
Chemicals
Light it
Burn it
BOOM
Into the sky
Spraying vivid colors across the night sky
The closest version of the stars we can create
And yet the embers that fall after
Just remind me of the scars we still need to heal
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Poetry
PuisiPoetry through the sense of a person just trying to understand, heal, and grow. Will continue to add more as I write more!
