Broken Humans
Mar 29, 2022
‘Are you dead now?’
this is how we pray
for those at death’s door
we have tilled and harvested
resentment and bloodshed
our prayer-beads glow of hate.
On one request,
'please pray for me,’
and their mouths shot
more bullets.
On God’s thighs
my soul told Him
we are now broken, bitter things
with a fading humanity.
For Dr. Chinelo.
©VivianWrites
