Escapril: Nostalgia

Back then,
Why did it happen?
Back then,
Why did I let it?
Back then,
I could have stopped–
Back then,
I could have–
Back then,
I lost my lungs,
Back then,
I lost my tongue,
Back then,
Why did it affect me?
Back then,
I could have stopped–
Back then,
I could have saved my heart.

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Escapril: Back to Nature

Inside, I sit.
For days on end, no sunlight.
Outside are the birds.
Outside are the trees.
But I can’t go out.
It’ll remind me.
I’m not a part of nature.
Not anymore.

billions dead [poem]

so many corpses

without graves,

so many victims

forced to be slaves.

to all of us they serve,

not knowing why,

but this they don’t deserve,

they don’t deserve to die.

cracked or boiled,

baked or fried,

don’t forget the oil,

and murder on the side.

i cry each night,

for those who can’t fight;

they have no rights,

no future in sight.

the world is dying,

so many starving,

it can all be fixed,

but only if we change.

if we stop

if we look

if we realise

then maybe.