~Fallen Nation~
~Prologue~
Forging on even through the most dire circumstances...
~Fragile moments~
One fragile moment in time cracked open the hull of humanity
on a distant shore bound by chance, circumstance, filtered emotions
cries of anguish throbbing against core, soul, earth, wind, pains of distant drums echoing on moans of broken hope lashing out against blind seas burrowing through sifted remains of unknown tribes
rippled landscapes of driven pride unearthed, bluggeoned, left withering on saltless streams of blood stained tears, piercing heart, spirit, depth, soul, jolting inner obsidian, severing foe, friend, time racing onward mourning erupting landminds
exiled on concrete fields of lost hope, stolen dreams, emotionally handicapped, intellectually illiterate, futures maimed, rippled, daunted by insatiable injustice, buried beneath fostered tyranny, loathing silhouettes chained to time
time foreign to life, spurting out charred images on bruised tentacles gliding on terminus infatuation of a fallen nation
(©)copyright:KarenRussell>9-26-2010
Summary
This piece depicts the hardship of a slave forced to live, work, and survive in a world they have no knowledge of.
