Tara

An irreverent clash of old and new
Near rolling mounds that will catch you
Up in their broken crow cries
Seated in truth, standing on lies
Entering a calm that is not peace
Not an emotion I’d like to keep
Filling my heart with some inner turmoil
I can’t understand as my feet walk this soil
“God take back this land,” is all I can pray
I have nothing left, no words to say.

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