Risen

This poem can be interpreted many ways. Write your interpretation in the comments! 

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Risen

A figure rises

Out of the Ashes

Out of the Dust

Out of the flame

Where he stands, facing the crowd

His head is a round egg

Bare as a naked man

And a cloth is draped over his body

The crowd has fallen silent

Children are hushed

A booming voice erupts

Heads turn

Searching for the source

Searching for the cause

Searching for the meaning

While the voice continues rumbling

The voice is smooth

But rough thunder blankets the town

Screams are heard

All working together to end the silence

Feet pound the ground

Working to grab what they can

Stay together

Run. 

I run to the hills

There it must be the safest.