I chose to write
In an alien voice
To speak out
To explain the why
I forced myself
To travel roads
Unknown to me
To hear the howls
Of broken destiny
It is all spilled
Now upon inked pages
That pain, the twisted limbs
Of history that maimed
Lie bleeding across pages
Charred by words burning holes
Leaving me here
Horribly bruised
Stranded where I sought
To be—
No-man’s land—
Waiting to learn of peace
Holding my white flag
Of surrender
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