shhhh
they were shackled
and loaded on to train cars
one and one and one
gone in
crowd and cowed
none came again
a line of ghosts alive
pulled to sleep
wild with quiet
silent screams
what seemed like
resignation
might’ve been resolve
fear fell like
drops of blood
while adonais
lifted to the skies
praying
"let this cup pass
me and mine
but Your will be done"
and they walked
to sleep
on their own two legs
because
no one
drags
the sons and daughters of man
Harnessing Chaos 