in the darkness i find myself
unwilling
reluctant
frightened
i don't want this
i don't like it
i despise it
it's a violation and
straight up a mutilation
of the rights you claimed were
an obligation
why can't we stay up all night
by will
why not choose
whether we want our sweat to drip
or sleep where it's chill
nothing matters to me
and nothing is any more real
than this
i can't escape it
it embraces me
invites me
pushing me to hurt my brother
to take advantage of his needs
to develop anger
and spread greed
i cannot imagine your anguish
but i can feel your hardship
so why don't you rise against that
who hushed you
and forever shut your eyes
for as long as you do nothing
you comply
so go ahead and riot
go perish, for you will anyway
but it's up to you whether you want it by them
or by your own terms
listen, damnit, never have you ever been upset?
because i am
so is a lot of people
so were they before they passed away
and there is only so much i can do
but i can tell you the truth;
if i waited for you, so little would you do
in the light i find myself
numb
oblivious
and tired
you didn't want it
you didn't like it
and you despised it
yet you did nothing
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I wrote this in 2019, either before or during the nationwide power outages that hit in March. I was inspired by all the hurt, my own and other people's, and our inability to stand up against all this hardship.
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some cry with tears; others with thoughts
Poetry"art alone can redirect those repulsive thoughts about the terrible or absurd nature of existence into representations with which the man can live" hi! this work is essentially a few poems I've written over the last few years.
