My scalp gets mixed with the greyest gravel.
They laugh and watch as my spine unravels.
I am forbidden from screaming out loud,
But my chest growls louder than a furious crowd.
The tension is high, and I let it simmer.
They cannot drown an innocent sinner.
So, I bow my head, let it touch the sharp rocks,
As they double check every single lock.
No, there is no way out, do not even bother.
Welcome to war, my rotten sisters and brothers.
This is where it all starts, in my bloody palms.
“Be careful about who you keep on your knees,
Be careful about who you harm.”
-JW
The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright 