De Novo

By Vincent Van Zandvoort | Poetry / Prose | 19 Nov 2024

De Novo

So full of fear.
Desperate to hear.

A sound that was made.
Your reason to hate.

Y’all cling along.
Right the same wrong.

A massive attack.
An old enemy’s back.

I hear on the news.
The same song. The same blues.

With their heads full of beef.
Inviting the thief.

You will learn you’re a clown.
When your friends gun you down.

The buildup. The release.
Let the ceasefire cease.

At home, servers do not protect.
Pleading a raise, demanding respect.

Borrowed colors smeared on a flag.
God took the bait. A rainbow of hate.

I hear the shouts, “Infant slayer!”
A blind cat. Mice without ears.

Here we are again.
Has it been eighty years?

Poetry

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Vincent Van Zandvoort

As an author and a musician, I craft short stories, songs, poetry, and prose across various genres. My work delves into themes of disappointment, confusion, betrayal, corruption, grief, sacrifice, friendship, loyalty, and the boundless nature of love.

Poetry / Prose

As an author and a musician, I craft short stories, songs, poetry, and prose across various genres, including science fiction, fantasy, supernatural, thriller, horror, and drama. My work delves into themes of disappointment, confusion, betrayal, corruption, grief, sacrifice, friendship, loyalty, and the boundless nature of love. Here, you’ll find something that resonates with everyone.