Muscle

We take it all out of context
misread the rain for fire
turn the shots fired
into musical notes

words

annotated beauty
mix the uncommon
with the unknown
unafraid with
underdogs.

We beat the heart of
the nation
cash flow
blood flow

We’re the muscle
behind the operation

There’s only one way out
with no right way to the
burial plot.

All we’re left with
ink stains of thoughts
lost in translation
generations of
fallen soldiers
dying for the sake
of being alive.

Martyrs for the oxygen
and sunrise

There is no roadmap, Google
Maps route to get to our
destination.

One nation
under fog

now and at the hour
of our death

We transcend.

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