for being and believing.

Reblogged with kind permission.


UP!::urban po'E.Tree(s)

for being and believing.

fire in the city,
and the skies go gray
from ashes rising up
over the criminals and citizens,
and we are survivors
watching the state collapse
and the economy crumble
over the criminals and citizens.

there’s only so much light allowed
into the darkness,
and we are labeled as the weak ones
for being pure of heart

and believing in myth and allegory.


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