In the room I loomed and had power
Now on the zoom I lurk in the corner
of the screen
And have to take my chances
With the network connection of doom
power
05 December
trees grow together
such power in a forest
but one can stand alone
inspired by Sabas
They told us to wait
They told us to wait and then still did nothing
They told us to wait and to stop all our fussing
They worked us to death then applauded our coffins
They told us to wait and then still did nothing
I said to my mother
I said to my mother that poetry was power, that the voice of the young would ring clear in the spring. She told me to get up and put some clothes on, I was missing the best part of the day.
simonsalento 