Monday, August 3

PICTURE TAKES #3

PICTURE TAKES #3, Stephanie L 
Too Late to Cry

The air is thick with cancer
The streets are lined with trash
Greed was not the answer
The city rains down ash.

The corpses are a grisly sight
so many in a row
Even with a gas mask tight
The air will seep in slow

The children cry with sunken eyes
As black boots line the street
Tell the people, "You can't rise
Against our stomping feet!"

Those who try, those who dare
Get kicked and kicked again
Heavy boots made to wear
to reign the people in.

Thin and wasted souls,
wishing they had cared
Metal and glass once glistened
Now grey, no brilliant glare

Dead bodies everywhere
It's a cemetery there.

© Stephanie Ledbetter 2015

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