Dragon Fly's Freedom Song Poem by Lovita Morang

Rebuilding a city,

in the edge of wilderness,

once called home, cherished

houses in ravage, godawful, undecayed,

militancy of milieu like a navigation system, rant flagrant, unimportant

peace cost at coastlines talking of how to condemn the Godamn

A long hot summer in cold countries.

A bolt out of colt, wakes up delightful

Jolts in jubilation, fragrant

Lessons in wee hours.

It's all about we, welcomed wonderful

Hazy sunshine, mournful

rain drops on electric wires

thunder elsewhere, fires

her feet on tightrope, woeful

Hopeful he says hop hop around

A strategy, hopes abound

A turbulent ride of raindrops on electric wires

chores of crows, clawed on cracked walls, retires

besiezed faith, rebuilding a calling modified the wrong

search engine optimisation, the pits, fondness found,

censored senses over a peaceful protest of a dragon fly's freedom song

-Lovita J R Morang