Welcome Redemption

I’ve been crowning land

for terrorist men

far too long.

What is it they seek?

peaceful women?

fresh starts?

a place to bury mangled hearts?

Their wicked lies 

weaponized 

roll of their tongues

and crawl 

through their teeth

on ears 

willing to believe. 

They start wars 

on healed bodies 

and merciful souls. 

Water board 

on beautiful minds

they plant 

mines. 

These men

spare no time 

collecting bounties

on unsuspecting heads

turn you in

for loving 

them. 

They stash grenades 

in the thick of our walls

we’ll detonate their salvation

and gaze 

with dawn in our eyes

their bloody downfall. 

And where their bodies lie

we’ll set fire

send a prayer to the skies

may they not

destroy another woman

with their sick disguise. 

As our wounds sing songs

and our cries fill pools 

we’ll pour one last libation

for the undoing

of these fools.

Let’s revel

a new season

to dance with

close the gates

of broken promises

and what could’ve beens

Welcome redemption

like a second skin.