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
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-