Closed Arms And Clentched Fists
by Anah Aevia
Are you the victim?
How have they made you hate?
Rest easy on your pillow of false beliefs.
Sleep silent tonight.
You know where you are heading.
Your hate has died down.
You cast a shadow
upon others when you justify.
You kneel and worship on the alter of hate.
You wear your mask because you are so
proud of what you stand for.
Let down the shield and show the world the
ignorance, show them the truth.
You've burnt down
now only ashes and false hope remain.
Stand under the fire and stare upon your sins.
You cannot purge your hands of the blood.
Burn tomorrow for today, burn well.
Reflections seem so transparent, the screams echo beneath
This hate has driven the nails into open hands.
Closed arms, clenched fists are all thats left behind.