White rose petals fall,
finger tip pin prick red blood flows
under her majesty’s blue sky
And the sound of a collective heart beat penetrates the soul;
a country that has never scratched the surface
of the ground it walks; the land it stole
A country that doesn’t know – what it doesn’t know
and has never taken the time to question;
to wonder, to grow – “Nemesis is notoriously slow”
It’s a reckoning, a reflective bounce,
a burn coming full circle; my sisters, my brothers
Full circle spin off, grandiose kiss off
And I wonder what will finally bring you to your knees;
that first time, that first cry – innocence abound?
While your sense of entitlement still blossoms
– entrenched; generation to generation
Ritual, hand to heart to sacrificial lamb
Cause and impact genuflect a show of deference,
servility at the images; tiny vignettes autoplay
a core within it reflexively venerates her
still to this day, still to this day

Palm to heart from your lips to finger tips
pin prick red blood flows of the oppressed;
a grandiose kiss off

White rose petals fall
finger tip pin prick red blood flows
under her majesty’s blue sky…

©2020 TrilbyYates