The sirens danced in
A skyline of polluted skies
Painting the world with sin
Under shrouded moonlightFoliage sprouted up in invitation
Rose fields open up in surplus
But rot in the name of divination
Adam's apple takes gulpsThese cloths suffocate the babes
Another consequence for femininity
A weeping willow burnt to ash
To halt our wile, to halt our insurgency!Passiveness leads to the trees
Aggression meets the noose
Nature suppressed, or violently seized
Burnt on the stake under a full moonThe forests are on fire!
We've grander reckoning
Halt the bickering, deflate the ire
Those aflame have just met the beginning.
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The Stardust in a Black Hole
PoetryA reflective tale of self-growth that connects the reader to a deeper sense of self.