147, ALL THAT YOU CANNOT KILL

I am the voice of the innocent
Hear me,
I am the voice of the frightened
Fear me,
I am the voice of the dead
Remember me,
I am the voice in your head
Though you killed me.

I am the blood on the floor
See me,
I am the blood on your clothes
Feel me,
I am the blood on the books
Read me,
I am the blood on your hands
You’ll never clean me.

I was the light in this world
Honestly,
I was the youth of this world
Truly,
I was future, I was king
Rightly,
I was hope, I was joy
Till you denied me.

I am the shadow on the wall
See me,
I am the shadow on your soul
Feel me,
I am the shadow on your shadow
You’ll never lose me,
I am the shadow of all sorrows
Soothe me.

I wasn’t black, I wasn’t white
I was human,
I wasn’t gay, I wasn’t straight
I was human,
I wasn’t left, I wasn’t right
I was human,
But what you did, but what you took
Can you be human?

I was a child, not a judge
Yet you killed me,
I was a student learning life
But you killed me,
Not your husband, not your wife
Still you killed me,
I am gone, but I am greater
You’re gonna wish you never killed me.

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One thought on “147, ALL THAT YOU CANNOT KILL

  1. Ugonna Wachuku

    Thought-provoking and meaningfully rendered in all of its metaphoric reality. The heavenly LAMB that was slain is truly greater! Blessings to you, Damien, for sharing!

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