Poetry Piece: “Close Your Eyes”

Close Your Eyes

 

Machine guns gleam and jackboots click

Vacant eyes blink back tears

Tiny prisoners caged for slaughter

Welcome to America, welcome to your new home

 

Vacant eyes blink back tears

Under flood lights blinding bright

Welcome to your cell, welcome to your new home

Piles of children spilt on concrete

 

Floodlights blinding, never ceasing

Turn the cameras off, there’s blood on the floor

Madmen chuckle and mop the concrete

A child’s eyes roll back into his head

 

Turn the cameras off, there’s blood on the floor

Two monsters come and take a girl away

A child’s eyes roll back into his head

Someone whispers nothing’s real here, nobody exists

 

Two monsters came and took a girl away

Everyone shuts their eyes and tries to pretend

The monsters cackle, screaming nothing’s real here, you don’t exist

The air is rank with piss and fear, everyone frozen, no one can move

 

Shut your eyes and try to pretend

Nothing’s real here, no one exists

The air is rank with piss and fear, everyone frozen, no one can move

Welcome to America, this is your new home

 

Written By: Chris Lukens

About the Author: Chris Lukens lives and writes in San Francisco. You can often find him prowling the streets of the Mission, burrito in hand, on his way to the Roxie or trying to remember where he parked his bicycle.

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