Calmly Collected
My relaxed reveal / faked a fool / while tanking time / with failing fuel.
My relaxed reveal / faked a fool / while tanking time / with failing fuel.
If I don’t text back / Please don’t think it’s you / It’s the abundance of info / That I must go through
you’re making things worse / rubbing wounds with the salt / from their own sweat
“Abuse is of use.” / That is what we tell ourselves. / That it makes us stronger.
I heard about the blood / that you described as a flood, / and the terrible stomach pain
I see You / Holding up the sign / standing in line / or in a crowd / loud and proud.
There’s so much more to do, / there’s so much more to say, / I just hope we can change / and create a new way.
I agree that protesting is best done in peace, / But wasn’t that tried by taking a knee? / Or hashtags that said Black Lives Matter, / And praying that change would come with the chatter.
We’re now all online / but you’re still in person. / As things progress / they just seem to worsen.
You say that it’s my choice? / So therefore I can choose? / I just cannot believe, / Those words you just used.
There is pain on her face. / I’m walking on the busy sidewalk, / I don’t know her.