A Grave Marker

The cowardice
that tips over tombstones
treads heavy over history
in its steel tipped jack boots.

Phoning in anonymous bomb threats,
hiding behind hatred,
the petulant child hunkers low in murky shadows
deathly afraid
of what it refuses to understand.

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