Poems from rkhanna19

I. Among a sea of students The only important thing Was the screen of the iPhone.   II. I was of three shelves Like an Apple store In which...
Warning bell: battle cry. We’ve seen it all before. There is the gunshot. Gunman - eyes bloodshot - we all march. Our death march.   Gun...
Warning bell: battle cry. We’ve seen it all before. There is the gunshot. Gunman - eyes bloodshot - we all march. Our death march.   Gun...
Eyes bloodshot; There is the gunshot, The start bell. We begin our death march; Each step, A living hell. I, rising like the phoenix,...
So we, overworked and overfed, Twice forgotten and twice dead, Beat back against the spirit of our Ancestors.  

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