Stop the hate poem Below the lambent candor of periwinkle sky Beneath redolent shades of sovereign sun In a garden of remembrance lays a Martyr Farther from littered complexities Yonder of stinking grudges Away from leaking old bottles of comparisons Mildew and rotting timber of America's foundation Off the beaten track Floyd breathes beyond color of skin Where grief ceases to be transient And shuns mute palette of emotions At the end of rainbow where they each call out and Say their names There rests a harbinger of hope and change. Wolfpack Contributor: Sarika Jaswani A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with Sarika Jaswani (artincrochet) Bio: Doctor by profession. I'm a Crochet Artist, Art Tutor Writer of Children's Stories, Philanthropist. Poet. Published. Passionately reads & writes poetry. Art Lover. Bird lover. Dreamer and blogger.Published on 'Tide Rises Tide Falls' & on Medium with A Cornered Gurl @ACG @Scittura Fevers of the Mind Poetry on WordPress Silver Birch Press The Organic Poets A frequent VSS prompt writer on twitter My poems run on theme of love, reflection and philosophy of life. ArtinCrochet on Twitter @sarikajaswani
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