Thursday, June 13, 2019

Resurrection (an incomplete poem)

I am tired.
I am tired of fighting.
Every day is a fight. The fight to stay positive, to smile, to type our reports and fulfill our duties.
The fight to stay sane in a world gone mad.
Everyone is afraid, of course. A frightened populace is easier to control.
We are living in a world of darkness and hate, and none seem to care.
But this time, the goons convinced one of their own to kill some more.
Kids sitting in their desks.
But this time, the wrong school was targeted.
The kids decided to fight back.
They chanted "#NeverAgain" and "#WeAreStrong"
And some of the adults listened.
And finally, maybe,
Change is Coming.

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