Showing posts with label Poets United midweek motif: climate change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poets United midweek motif: climate change. Show all posts

Wednesday, 23 January 2019

Reviving A Revolution (January 21, 2019)

On April 4, 2019
Marks the 51st anniversary
Of Dr Martin Luther King Jr
Assassination.


For many people
Dr King lead
The Civil Rights Movement
That gripped America
During the 1950s and 1960s.


Speaking of economic
And societal change
That branded him
A Communist radical.


By ruling
White male elites
Of his time.


Over the years
His words
Have become
Prophesied reality.


Of the slow
And painful crawl
To real change.


That has claimed
The lives
Of too many martyrs.


As taken up
By the current
Progressive Movement
Within the Democratic Party.


In the hallowed halls
Of Congress.


And yet
The climate change
He spoke of.


Still remains
A distance dream
For far too many people.


Regardless
Of our nationality
And age.


A goal
Everyone must
And should strive for.


Where equal value
For equal work
Isn't a chanted slogan
But reality for all.


And justice
Isn't defined
By one's skin colour
Religion/political beliefs
Or gender/sexual orientation.


A reality
Many LGBTQ+ people
We live with
On a daily basis.


In finding
That small corner
Where Dr King’s vision
Is reality.


Therisa © 2019

Author’s note: Written for Poets United midweek motif: climate change.

Moving Beyond Bleak Street (January 21, 2019)

Across my soulscape
Bitter north wind blows
Freezing me
With dread.


Frozen crystal tears
Fall around me
Muffling my footsteps.


As I stumble
Over hidden cracks
No one notices.


Trying to understand
This judgment need
Condemning those
Who are different.


Wondering
When did my blindness
Grow so pronounced.


In missing
This climate change
Before me.

Seeing it
For first time
Without blinkers on.

How distorted
Everything is.

Knowing
Only matter of time
Before it lands
On my doorstep.

Given the shift
Of the political reality
The worlds I live in.


Therisa © 2019

Author's note: Written for Poets United midweek motif: climate change.

I know, many of the comments below, approach this poem, as being about climate change (physical impact of humanity's destructive nature on the world at large). It is about climate change, but a different definition, as I apply it to the social and political world, surrounding the transcommunity. Will admit that I'm so tired of having to explain everything to cisgender world.

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