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One Falls, Millions Rise

But No One Can Pick Up That Blood Stained Mic

By Deasun T. SmythPublished 4 months ago 1 min read
One Falls, Millions Rise
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.

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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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