” Bad Dreams’ of Hatred “

Bad Dreams’ of Hatred

Fallin’ off that corner

With to-un-true , to-be-true

Memories’ of time ‘ s that shouldn’t

Places’ of unknown but sure

Walking through the fields’

With decorated rills’

Of bodies’ and bones’

Of true and innocent

BiRDs layin’ there Orange

Watching the villages’ up in flame

Of families just bear–ing

The younger running with no understanding

Of a battle that was not wanted

Using hate to rid anger

Of impressions’ what asked for

Ends’ of Roads’ in Times’ of Dust

By

BLaine Robert Parker

Date Written – July 6, 2015 A.D.

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