Fuel for the Fire

I’m jamming my words together
hammering thoughts onto paper
spilling my marbles haphazardly
shaping a dream into what matters most
– a unified cry for fair exchange –
“Oh, good lord”, I probe again, “why me?”

*
Have ruffled a few feathers
by the by – in my lifetime
seeking sustenance in justice
where there was none to be found
breaking new ground
in need of a viable plan
for our future
sanctioned by God & all his good Men

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Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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