Erica Borges - Faith

2014-06-17 14

Mouth full of
Shit.
Your ass sits
And defecates the green.
Stifle the cycle.
The air you breathe
Goes to the ticking of a dying heart.
But the death can be the start
And the start can be the now
Not tomorrow.
There's already been
Too much sorrow.
The loss of our home
The loss of brothers
Sisters
Fathers
Mothers
Enough.
These robots that try to protect…
They can't even use rightful dialect.
They just…
Pollute our bodies
Steal our spirits
Take the light away from our eyes…
Make us act as stiff as they
To survive in the grey
But I have faith…
I do.
I have to.
God keeps whispering in my ear
In my dreams
This will be over soon…
Patiently I wait
Necessary virtue.

Erica Borges

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