Shouting loud
your words of hate
that permeate the air
angry people
congregate
failure
to see
the truth that unfolds
Even you don’t know
what your hands hold.
Disvaluing life
death hangs in the air
you continue to dare
future.
Brings your fate
you live without care.
Inhaling our fear
we welcome our fates
as we open our beer
“Cheers!”
Goodbye to all we hold dear.
I feel it in my body
I feel it in mind too
Sensational failure
a big snafu
“we didn’t know he’d do this.”
His followers will say
to move ahead
we’ll have to look away
towards our future
away from our past.
History repeats itself,
we won’t last.
Raquel Morris has a Master’s in Social Work (MSW), is a Licensed Clinical Social Worker, and writer who has a life long love of poetry. Writing is her passion, she enjoys expressing her experience as a Native American, woman of color, mother, social worker, activist, and mystic. She is an emerging writer and will be getting published by Nine Muses Poetry at the end of January 2020.