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Jun 04
nonfiction
Forever young

How can I write


What do I write about
when 
people are dying
people are mistreated
people are misguided
people are screaming
people are crying
people are morning
people are shouting
people are angry

I say "people"
not the subdivisions that society has split us up into
because there is only one race
and thats us
humans.

Its true, some of us can be blind.
Blind to the slaughter of our brothers and sisters.
And I can't stand to watch.

I can't watch as our President hops around playing golf
amist a padamic 
while the people he is supposed to lead 
are rising up against him.
No, I refuse to think of him.
But alias,
America is led by a fool.

But even he is human.

How can I write about the sky and smiles
while people suffer
while more lives are claimed
while our world slowly heats up 
and will eventually burn us alive.

How can I write
how can I
When the human race caves in on itself.
When words are nothing but letters on a screen,
that you're reading right now.
That you'll forget about in minutes.

I'm angry, to be sure.
But I'll keep on writing. 
because I forgot one important thing:
There are people who care.
And always will be.
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  1. Lizzy_Rights
    Sep 27, 2021

    Wow. I absolutely love this piece! It's so poetic and so... What's the word? Brave, courageous? I love how easily you can speak your mind and voice your opinions. Great job!

    "Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words."
    -Edgar Allen Poe

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