Pick up a quill!
And I mean not
To scratch surface
of a dull white wafer-thin notebook;
Not create clones
of rhyming emotion-play
Bluntly hammered
Into a comfort culture
Like soft word porn!
Light a fire!
What does make your eyes drip blood;
Sulk a little!
Go around, raging;
Nab and stab an autocratic idea in the chest.
Reignite faith!
Feel a pulse of the braver hearts
thumping out of their bosoms;
Caress the kindest ones
defending the good left in us;
Shed a tear for a stranger
With reasons beyond your own..
Do something!
