You have been cruelly split.
Half a child
left to die
to power an infernal machine.
Schools filled with ghosts
sitting in class
dismembered
So take the hidden drugs
break the hold
and reach up
to where the pain lives.
It was always your fault
and you asked for this
delivering leaflets
battling secret shadows.
They cut you
in half
but the parts grow strong
and the only fear
is the suffering
of reunification.
The dark eye
of the severed moon
shows only a fraction of the light.
To know you
is to love you.
© 2019 Harmesdon Rise
Harmesdon Rise
He walked all night from wayward Dartford and, seeing the lights of the tower of Margate, headed south and pitched his tent for two.
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