I found a prompt online recently for the word “red” and thought I’d give it a try. This is the poem that just popped into my head – immediately. Let me know what you think 🙂
Red is where you lay your head
And red is where you rise
Evil deeds can’t be erased
And none believe your lies.
Sweat that drips upon dark face
And whip that cracks in air
Blood red – you stain the human race
In wounds you sought to bear.
No thought for one’s humanity
Ancestry deludes you well
With brute force – you stole their souls
And bade them all to hell.
Forced to live locked up in chains
And worthy of no name
Who sanctified your lofty goals?
Who robbed your hearts of shame?
Cruelly you tore across their backs
And masses you left dead
For all the horrors you have infused
The earth is bathed blood red.
You attempt to rewrite history
The truth you can betray
But agonizing wounds can’t heal
Blood red can’t wash away.
© Sumyanna 2015