Reserves

Sun, 01/08/2017 - 20:34 -- rlk48

Shambles and gunS

And pain

Surrounds Us

Day by day.

 

My escaPe

Is you

The safe Place 

To run.

 

We hear

The shots

We cry

With our cOuntry.

 

But we know

Nothing like that

Can touch

Us.

 

Plans for

The futuRe

And love

Holds true.

 

The only thing

I care abouT

Anymore

Is you.

 

But yOu

Hit a wall

Built of

Economics and stone.

 

YoU decided 

To move forward, 

To progress

With your life.

 

You said,

"This is foR us."

This is not 

Goodbye.

 

Six months

Away

And I

Barely made iT.

 

You came back 

FoR days

And I cried

For yOu.

 

Maybe there

Will be

A rOck

In the future.

 

But a transition

Of Power

Scares me

To death.

 

He will

Send you overseas

And have

No regrets.

 

He does

Not know

That I 

Am back home.

 

With the 

Dearest wiSh

For my lover 

To come home.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country

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