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Red Was There


I was there And so was red It flashed so violently in the serene night sky I could taste the burnt air on my tongue Feel the screams vibrating through me Their white robes swam through my dizzying vision And I cried I was there And so was red It blinded my eyes The men in uniform shoved at us While chaos made the air thick with frenzy The water hit, like bullets at my skin And I wept I was there And so was red It reeked of revulsion My feet ached of exhaustion But I refused; I refused to move to the back And a single tear slid down my cheek I was there And so was red Like lasers, looking with disgust at my colored flesh But I did not move I sat, silently, willingly, demanding to be fed And they sat to my left, to my right demanding the same And I wanted to cry I was there And so was red It filled the air with warmth Determination guiding us on our hushed paths We walked, we tread in silence To be equal, to have rights And my eyes stung I was there And so was red It seeped from his chest So much red, so much His life left But I did not cry because his dream deserved so much more than tears
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