To Command Your Neon Cross of Apathy by Jessica Ni Leacai

In such moment should the soldier dare deceive,
a mission meant for his mechanical misease
for all accrued and in lost and left in sore disease,
he left it here for this reprieve,
no weapons welded for want and lease,
so this became blamed, our frantic freeze.

Gazed one grimmed out amongst the trees,
I felt it harsh and heavy, a coreless breeze,
so stared hard and fast for joy relieved,
for none shall I wish your apathies,
or  rootless cries for want of mimicked mammaries,
it carries careless wantonness, ways you prance and prease.

You nail needless all crosses carried on your sleeve,
but faired you fling them for all relieves,
your neon lights blare full blast formed fallacies,
leaving me maddened to repeat in rhythmic seize,
for words raged louder, dare retort your casualties. 


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About jessienileacai

Irish speaker and artist. I love music, art, languages,literature, history, travel, photography, and comedy. I love Ireland, my heritage, the old ways and the beauty and people of this small island and its surrounding tiny islands
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