Leave Them To Heaven

Whet blades against the dark backdrops,
They won’t give it it up- Greed over Good,
They won’t hear it- hear them yell,

There’s only so much you can do,
You gotta leave them to heaven,

Spreading compost on the weeds,
Their blind hatred- or maybe not blind,
Maybe their eyes are wide open,

We live in AmeriKKKa,
Land of the free?

A distorted definition of brave,
The Brave call for love,
Not War
Not Violence
Not Discrimination--

Enough with this hatred,
But for the ones who won’t listen:

Leave them to heaven.

Poem written by Claire Halloran (@c.eeh)
Photo by Saeed Piracha