I want poems
that drown the noise of battles
lines written beneath
trees crowned with fireflies
I want poems
written beside pyres for heretics
on crimson pavements
in lonely prisons
I want poems
that flow like hemlock
down the veins of tyranny
a poison for despots
I want poems
that weave threads
of fear and despair
into a tapestry of dreams
Redmoon
30 December 2022
(Redmoon of Bukidnon likes to describe himself as a trying hard poet.)
