Black chariots scream on end
And choke every road
To uphold and dispose

Bloodshed is forgotten
In the waft of broad stripes
A beacon held high
So coveted in dreams abroad

In the hold of broad stripes
Are diminished young hearts
Where they’re molded in grime
In our vise of denial

United we crumble
As the cycle lives on
As we learn and unlearn
In our blinded, stride of decay

© William Wright, Jr.

Excerpt from the book Rhythms of the Eternal Uprising

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About the Author

William Wright, Jr. is a student from San Diego, California who wields a great passion for language and poetry. He was sixteen years old when he first fell in love with the art form and ever since, he has not deferred from its path. Writing has helped him when he was uncertain…