Like water

I'm fiending for a poem not a finger snapping slow delivery exaggerated speech poem but a simple dainty clean about love and flowers and birds metaphors like rolling green hills wishing for a poem leaks dewy adjectives across lined paper leaving in blocks where tears have fallen but all I have are poems of revolution of cries and tears of black people left in blood pools on streets in cars in homes all that I have are poems of hurt like hot lead penetrating soft flesh leaving a gash in the soul of this country like the bodies of my people


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