Yesterday I had no words
No way to describe the incredulity
The banality
Nothing would form
Nothing would come close
Nothing that would grasp
The magnitude of where we’re at
What the fuck is going on?
What the fuck is this?
Like an apocalyptic science fiction
With freedoms in flight over-night
Where conjecture and supposition
Scream to contain and rewrite
What the fuck is going on?
What the fuck is this?
Life. I’m told they drive for it
But sentence you to die
By arming to the teeth
Or rescinding care and basic rights
What the fuck is going on?
What the fuck is this?
And what of all the women and the girls?
What sort of empathy, what sort of world?
Stand along-side, holler, shout, throw up both your hands
Walk, vote, shout, demand
What the fuck is going on?
What the fuck is this?
29th June 2022