Poetic Protest
I sat down to write a feminist poem
But my keyboard broke beneath my rage typing
I sat down to write a black lives matter poem
But my pen melted beneath my angry tears
I sat down to write a social justice poem
But my paper kept wadding beneath my fists
I sat down to write a peace poem
But my heart broke beneath the weight of our losses
I sat down to write a prayer poem
But my soul could not be heard above the din of the godless preaching
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Amen!!!
Love it.
We’ve all been here. Nice.
Yes!
The repeated “p”s in the title seem to underscore the repeated structure of the poem.
Great stance!
felt.
edward munch like:
the scream
Yes!
Love this-