Burning Crosses

They think that by burning crosses

The crosses will not bear.

But I feel the splinters forming

I know the weight is there.

 

How do they not feel?

Am I alone in the noticing?

Do they think it works –

…the cross burning?

 

Do they think the crosses

Are for seeing?

Do they think that smoke

Is for breathing?

Cross Burning Poem Image
By Elizabeth Russell

 

Unseen, unseen

I cannot cry out.

Silent, so silent

A voiceless shout –

 

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