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Allison (poem)

By Nicole Walter

"Flowers are better than bullets,"
Allison said
before they shot her dead
before she lay
all in red.
Peace and love were her words
as she vased the yellow daisy
in the barrel of his rifle
Commie die!
Run Allison! Run!
Watch out!
They're turning at the top of the hill.
The force of the bullet
breaking through the shell
explodes.
Petals and pollen, ovary and eggs Shattered pieces
fall
fall
fall
to the ground
She lay
all in red
"Flowers are better than bullets,"
Allison said.