Rest

Rest
In calmness prose
Like still waters
When commotion visits
A peaceful heart

It does no good
To add pain to pain
And make hurt ooze
From a wounded heart
Rest

Rest
In the storm of confrontation
Breed more quiteness
Like a wisdom root
To make a sun out of darkness

Only the meek
Make this moment a fountain
Rest then...rest
Know when it's best
To arrest unrest

Fallen

Array of bullets
With astray intentions they go
Blue uniform
A field of unjust conformity
What a justice to kill
Murder and cover up
Yet light was not asleep
Fallen
Fallen are the culprits
The suspect and the shooter
Fallen is the system
Living by rich lies
Dark ties in dark times
Tough tides
The protector becomes the murderer
What a society!
What a force!
Fallen are we
Who fear to come out strong
To condemn the same
Fallen
Fallen are our tears
Dried crying out for justice
Amidst this truth malpractice
Hatred accomplice
A murder accomplish
What are we then?
Who do we trust with our sovereignty?
The fallen?
The fell?
Or we,the fallen?
Fallen...