Shadows of yesteryear
reverberate through time
pounding on the door
official act demands
lay your undesirables
on the unclean floor
round them up
rejected
for the alleged safety
and greatness of all
once friends
and neighbors
loved ones you chose
to sanctimoniously vilify
turn against
dragged away
disappeared
from your
hateful
homogenized
nevermore ~~~~~~~~~~~~
2024, John L. Harmon
reverberate through time
pounding on the door
official act demands
lay your undesirables
on the unclean floor
round them up
rejected
for the alleged safety
and greatness of all
once friends
and neighbors
loved ones you chose
to sanctimoniously vilify
turn against
dragged away
disappeared
from your
hateful
homogenized
nevermore ~~~~~~~~~~~~
2024, John L. Harmon
What a powerful poem. I'll be thinking about this one for a while.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Barry.
DeleteTruthfully, this one will be hard for me to shake off
gonna hang it on my mirror! gonna share it with my other author friend! thanks -
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome and thanks for sharing my words!
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