A poem a day – nothing new
There aren’t many days when I don’t write a poem, but the prompts of OctPoWriMo keep me on the hop. Today the prompt is for a revolutionary poem – I write lots of rebellious froth, but the news is so horrific these days that my mind shuts it out. However in the interest of conformity:
Stand up for justice, fairness, peace.
It’s too late for action from me.
Write instead, don’t fight.
than airstrikes –