Edwin Cordero


A Calamity Strange - Poem by Edwin Cordero

Keep
What you say—
Maintain
The name.
Symbols
Don't define me.
Treason
Is paid
Through tranquility.
Consider me
A calamity
Strange.
You,
And your rites,
Are a type
Of craze.

So,
While you hold
Those
Lies,
I
Will uphold
The
Night.
See
It unfold—
The
Bright
Only blinds
The eyes
To
Demise.
I'll
Set alight,
Aligning
The right.
You've lost
Your minds.
I
Can't be confined
Or dined—
Rather die
Than
Lie.

Being
Stripped
O f
Mine

Is also
Stripped
Of
Your kind.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 13, 2013


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