tear
sedition
silence tears fall down her face leaving a trailed salted crystals
no sounds no sob no shaking shoulders her face deadly still
teardrops trincle down while darkness surrounds her
feathers from dead ducks support her head, getting slowly wet
woollen weight from perhaps walking sheeps suppress her into bed
eyes wide open leaving flowing tears out like rising tide
midnight blue skylight sprinkle her face through plastic windows
legs stretch out door open into well known surrounding
rise
pyjam trousers soaks up tearing morning dew
streaming river cobble at edge kissing bare feet
released to feel, see, hear tender beauty entering morning seal
words try to push out sinking emotion deem well known answers
first feathery touch leaves sheltered leafs turn above head
shouts wake up all the rest with revolt reddening light
sun appears above hill line enlightening all water drops onto blood coral beads
tomorrow she must leave what holds her so dear
the why creates sedition where can silent tears find that courage
any government during any time in any place does the same
declaring this kind of living illegal
giving the people hell
so others can spend their money
so i will walk against the government any government who
destroys what is so dear to me
showing my photos while walking
