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As I heal

As I heal

I drank with my nation

The tension was loud

The booms flew over

Like little birds, their chirps was quiet

I saw a mountain of bodies

Over the yonder hills

I saw my brother sleeping beneath the earth

The kids are grounded

Their tombs well rounded

I wasn't the victim

We all were all on the team

The diamond watches were on the left

While we were always right

In the midst of the flowers hills

I wrote this poem, as I heal.