A friend asked for something to hold in their heart

FIGHTING WORDS

Hopeless we need to hope. It is absurd
and so we need to laugh, although we cry.
They tell us to despair, and that’s a lie.
Despair is where we live, it’s what occurred
as children. But they do not have the right.
We break hearts bones minds lives. But we resist.
Not to be broken numbers on the list
of their possessions. Living in the night
they cannot see us. There’s a sort of grin
teeth tear our lips with smiling. We go on
life age death cheats us. Yet when we are done
they bleed. We leave a mark that we have been.
For dreams loves joys they try to charge us rent,
or kill. So fight. For this – we don’t consent.

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About rozkaveney

Middleaged, trans, novelist, poet, activist
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One Response to A friend asked for something to hold in their heart

  1. wild_irises says:

    I hope your friend was pleased with this; I really like it.

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