From left to right
The walls speak,
Speak with anger
The voices who have
No pen nor paper
But walls, tunnels, and trains
Small Rebellions
Watching YouTube vloggers incognito
Following a certain someone on Twitter
Reading a book behind closed bedroom doors
Wearing a striped badge discreetly under the collar
Replacing stock shoelaces with rainbow coloured ones
Because Today Is Just Another News Story
Every day we turn on the news at 8
Every day brings another heartache
Bombs of the battlefield are now placed
In the offices of our elected officials
Intended to turn their bodies into a bloody paste
Though from our warm living rooms and plush armchairs
It doesn’t seem all that bad.
Through A Hole The Size Of An Apple
Through a hole the size of an apple
He can see light in the distance
Faintly though it may be
He can hear the merrymaking and joy Continue reading “Through A Hole The Size Of An Apple”