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.