Erasure Poem – Only when we come to it

A brave and startling truth-
when we come to it,
the curtain falls
on the show of hate

fists of hostility
bruised and bloody grass
in foreign soil
rapacious, screaming racket
banners of the world tremble
when land mines of death
walk into nightmares of abuse

petitions in the dark
challenge our existence
exquisite sweetness
falters in its labor
neither devils or divines
have the power to fashion
sanctimonious piety
without crippling fear

we are the possible
we are the miraculous
that is when, and only when
we come to it

 

 

Created by choosing certain words and erasing others from the original work

https://www.brainpickings.org/2018/05/09/a-brave-and-startling-truth-maya-angelou/

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