My heart is shattered broken into a million tiny pieces
Scattered on the floor as I gather them
Fingers bleed red drops into glittering chaos
Lives lost to hatred a city struggles
To forgive
A flag inflames danger comes
From within
We raised him we nurtured him his hatred
Is our own we are all guilty
As I mourn strangers dissect me tell me
Who I am what I think
My heart can be mended but
Nine pieces are missing
And home isn’t home any more

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One Response to Shattered

  1. Sarah R. Warrington says:

    The ache and the shame and the puzzle are all evident in this excellent poem. Thanks for sharing.


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