behind her countenance
“boys will be boys”
what did you expect?
her son and lover
played Alpha once
blood was in the making
where will she gain confidence
their history will not be repeated?
“boys become best friends (she hopes)
after their sacrificial spill”
her eyes circle the world
around her all is violence
(once was never enough)
Pick up the drum mother
let them hear the drum of fear
speak the words of never more
of hearts turned inside out
How Dare they make Pansy an insult?
it is the way of peace and peace is in us all.
We need more Pansies!