Poem I wrote a while ago. These are always emotional and personal to me. These are hard for me to write and I don't approve of the quality of all of them. This one is decent quality though. . -Evaporate- . They call it a crime and they call it a sin but they should know that you are suffering . We morn the loss but did we question the cause? Our tears fell into flames just to evaporate . The wars, the lynchings, and pogroms The corpses looted while they're still warm Hands tearing the world apart I don't know how it ends but I know how starts . A half truth to glorify What we've always known as lies Then they have the loyalty To praise their own march to defeat . We morn the loss but did we question the cause? Our tears fell into flames just to evaporate