The Poetic Political
Fumings of a Feisty Feminist
Making waves of change, one poem at a time.
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Anger is my arsenal This pen my lethal weapon As I raise my voice to fight This political armageddon. A war wrought with destruction Of innocent observers Saving victims of this violence With verbal life-preservers. It’s all I have to offer It’s all I have to give. These words This poem My honesty In hopes that we may live Free of bloodied bullets And of suffocating fear Unsure what lies ahead Our future is unclear. Without new regulations To fix this thriving issue Deaths from growing gun violence Will exponentially continue My scribbles scream for help Its frantic pleas forsaken Trusting you to keep us safe We were thoroughly mistaken. This poem is dedicated to every politician that has refused to pass responsible gun legislation and is a voice for those who will die in the days ahead because of our leaders incompetence, willful ignorance, and greed.
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Poetry by: AsherahAlthough she was selectively edited out of the Bible two thousand years ago, she raises her voice for women today in hopes of a better tomorrow, as she makes waves of change, one poem at a time. Archives
May 2020
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