One Falls, Millions Rise
But No One Can Pick Up That Blood Stained Mic
By Deasun T. SmythPublished 4 months ago • 1 min read
Photo by Majestic Lukas on Unsplash
Even though blue violets sway
Saying "Aren't we all equal?"
Pop! One cowardly bullet struck
Sego lilies mourn, wilt away
Charlie.
Rest In Peace Charlie Kirk. You were an inspiration and a person I had looked up to. You offered us hope, hope for your country and hope for the youth in other countries. May your legacy continue to inspire us, and may there be peace in the midst of turmoil.
About the Creator
Deasun T. Smyth
Eighteen years ago… I was born into the wind-swept lands of the prairies – where I regularly fly on dragons and battle goblin kings.
I'm a First Nation's wannabe writer, trying to survive college...



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