a desire, a faith,
to protect
a flag of faces,
loved
red, white and
blue
Inside that hand
a weapon was held
now closed to a
fist
lashing out
against
pointing in to
self
destructive,
afraid, alone
Inside that eye
a horseman
galloped in
roughshod and
violent
creating infinite
tears
an acidic
aftermath
that goes unshed,
burning
Inside that mind
a stand against
solitary hells
helpless,
voiceless calls
click, whispers
explode
Inside that soul
a battle rages.
