What the devil gets

I don’t respond to violence
with terror or with fear
I will not submit to evil
no the devil gets no ear
I don’t run from darkness
even when I am afraid
I will not be forced out
I will always remain
for evil doesn’t win here
and neither do your wants
I control where I go
and I never want to stop
I won’t submit to terror
to bombs, or to your guns
I don’t choose to run
when the devil comes
with everything I bleed
I fight for what is mine
the devil may have his day
but I still have my pride.

Open the box

Steal the seconds
of her life
drown her hope
and birth her strife
take the eyes
but leave her tongue
she will speak of
what you’ve done.

Bought broken bones

Bones are broken
time is lost
we’ve wandered
the desert
through the water-
the drought
drinking the sand grains
washing with sun
blisters on skin
the damage is done
broken are the bones
in wrists and in neck
hands rendered useless
I long to forget
but my feet keep on forward
through this hell I have wrought
I simply woke up here
this hell my new home
I never knew purchase
but I bought what I own.