Poems from ifbatmanwereajedi
Peck.
A stolen fire.
Rip.
Humanity’s freedom.
Shred.
Your salvation.
Tear.
My Heart.
Scratch.
And here I stand,
Claw.
Naked, and alone....
Each drop fell, bringing with it a taunt over our own depravity.
It shouts, “Liar, Schemer, Thief, Murderer, Adulterer, Covetous- Human?”...
A Letter to an Absent Father
Dear father- or rather to the man
Who simply donated DNA.
I'm not sure if I can call you "Dad"
Anymore...