voting to break free
from the European's noose...
Her hands
trembling...
I am not petite like a model
I am not cute like a suburban sweet...
Sounds repeated
empty of meaning...
I write like no one's reading
Like they won't see me bleeding...
liberty is not a hymn or an anthem,
a slogan...
They would go after
your dreams first before after...
Part of me
wanted to steal...
Reluctant to help one another
we engender the unavoidable calamity...
I stood up against unjust
-not how a sitting man stands...
The tranquility
in between cats and fishes...
Life is hiding death
as much as death is the cause...