Scarlet

Is this what was prayed for?
Thiefs made of our fathers
Our brothers turned to liars
Fallen tears like fallen snow
Cover the blackened asphalt
Until it is wholly what we see

Is this what was worked for?
To have gashes scab over
Until all we have to show of our efforts
Are barely noteworthy scars?
Cry out for triumph
Pray on every fallen tear

Lift arms and raise voices
Palms stretched upwards
Are leering satellites
Singing til our tongues are parched
Dancing til our feet give out
Until voices erupt, shatter windows
And tear open scars; reopen war wounds
The battle is not over
The carnage has only just begun


Molly Woodford