bend thy knees

dead children scream under eyelids
calling for feed
barbaric traits unbecoming

count out your ribcages
one too many
you never gave them away

cracks in the earth
barren as the womb, kingdom promised
never came

He whom you worship
shoved down your ancestor’s throats
communion dry as blood

iron ore
red soil, break it clean with your backs
unmarked gravestones

the stones were cast
phantom pain lingering, down branches
submission, damnation, eternal


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