i am peaceful
serene little wave
a pacifist
in a world of flame
yet even my
ocean
is shaken by the turbulence
of this violent state
we're living in,
and i can see things need
to change;
grasped the hems of
safety and comfort too long
must break away
swallow my fear--
for once i must be brave
leave my cowardice
behind and stand up for what i
know is right,
and i know this is wrong all
these terrible acts
committed against fellow humans
yet you have your reasons
they're whores, criminals, they deserved
it, she asked for it, she isn't human;
believe what you want, but we both know
that you are wrong--
i will not stand here in the bent
sunbeams of golden
laughter be oblivious to it all
i will soar through azure skies pecking
out the eyes out of all that cross
women
i will be the harpy i have to be
to save the wounded and weak from the
atrocity dragging around us all.
Author Bio:
Linda M. Crate is a Pennsylvanian native born in Pittsburgh, and raised in the rural town of Conneautville. Her poetry, short stories, reviews, and articles have appeared in a myriad of magazines both online and in print. Her novel Amethyst Epiphany is forthcoming from Assent Publishing under their imprint Phantasm Books. To find out more about the novel you can follow her blog here: http://darkenchantressofhogwarts.wordpress.com/. To find more of her writing you can follow her on facebook here: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Linda-M-Crate/129813357119547.
serene little wave
a pacifist
in a world of flame
yet even my
ocean
is shaken by the turbulence
of this violent state
we're living in,
and i can see things need
to change;
grasped the hems of
safety and comfort too long
must break away
swallow my fear--
for once i must be brave
leave my cowardice
behind and stand up for what i
know is right,
and i know this is wrong all
these terrible acts
committed against fellow humans
yet you have your reasons
they're whores, criminals, they deserved
it, she asked for it, she isn't human;
believe what you want, but we both know
that you are wrong--
i will not stand here in the bent
sunbeams of golden
laughter be oblivious to it all
i will soar through azure skies pecking
out the eyes out of all that cross
women
i will be the harpy i have to be
to save the wounded and weak from the
atrocity dragging around us all.
Author Bio:
Linda M. Crate is a Pennsylvanian native born in Pittsburgh, and raised in the rural town of Conneautville. Her poetry, short stories, reviews, and articles have appeared in a myriad of magazines both online and in print. Her novel Amethyst Epiphany is forthcoming from Assent Publishing under their imprint Phantasm Books. To find out more about the novel you can follow her blog here: http://darkenchantressofhogwarts.wordpress.com/. To find more of her writing you can follow her on facebook here: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Linda-M-Crate/129813357119547.
RSS Feed
