Torn

Torn

beneath the earth there is a frost

there is heads in are streets that need to be taught

Lines being formed

sides being chosen

 

Light of illumination

How you had fought so hard and fierce

my one true love is gone from here

a challenge to be free is a question of time

 

Savor each moment that you live

Forgive

a beacon of light to a hurting world in need

be bold to believe

This poem is about: 
My community

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