Revolve

I was told

to write a slam poem

A sea of words that somehow I can see clearly

But I cannot always speak 

I fear the word I scream,

they don't always come out right

It’s like I’m throwing up the darkness of the night, 

throwing out my mind, right?

Another down

Bullet to the head

Laid down, not dead, 

but not alive

I fear the way they scream, 

it’s so messed up that our country

Has gotten so bad that we have to practice 

hiding from gunshots

Another thought comes to my mind 

like an espresso shot

Because I feel fine 

but I know my country’s not

They want to keep children alive 

in women’s bodies against their rights

but they don’t want to when they’re outside

if it means guns don't fly 

and that’s fine with them?

26 dead at Sandy Hook

Take a look, look through the glass

Although those who passed were not forgotten,

it feels rotten, the fact that even though

we tried to make change 

the cycle stays the same

Again! Again! And again!

Look at Uvalde Texas,

think of families wrecked

because they didn’t know that 

when they left it would all change!

I fall.

I don't think I know wrong from right 

it may be because I 

have had to grow up, 

we’re adults now, ‘cause that’s what we were told

Our child soul taken away 

swapped for an insatiable hole 

filled with more and more

Fear and advertisements

YouTube and news segments

A Genocide of children 

who were forced to grow up and face 

corrupt reality

Because adults become children 

they flipped the script 

now they’re looking at us to handle all of it, 

we’re just kids

We may be tough but 

we need guidance because we 

are only what we’re made up to be

Based off our praise 

and ways of living

If you were taught to give, 

you’ll just keep giving

If you were taught to go on, 

you’ll just keep swimming

If you were taught to make change, 

you just keep living

I am human

That is me

I am who I choose to be

Past the fear and uncertainty,

past the deep depths of the rolling sea

There is light for you and me

and for those children we lost and can’t see,

candlelights will light our streets.

Because we are ready

for change

We are ready,

because how long can we keep waiting?

I think I’m done, I’m out of breath

I hope you understand the rest

Together, we are not alone

Thank you for listening to my slam poem