ERA
“I suspect there will never be a requiem for a dream, simply because it will destroy us before we have the opportunity to mourn it's passing.” ― Hubert Selby Jr., Requiem for a Dream

ERA
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Fallen leaves it’s 2015
I’m an emotional wreck
A broken spirit
With hope on deck
And when the last leaf fell
I was picking up the pieces
Until the grass died
And the trees were bare
Before we blinked
Christmas past
A new yEaR wAs born
2016, it's election bullshit
Two sides screamed
While the world was on fire
my child turned six
And I prepared for a newborn
Now, It's been 4 years
like a Requiem
I’m playing Amadeus
my newborn is 4, oldest, ten
Human beings are still screaming
About politics, and shit
I’m anxious
All the chaos I’m seeing
I want a future
To be brighter than it’s been
And if you ask me what I believe in?
But judge me to be stupid
Before you’ve ever heard my side
Or let my lips open wide
Have you been where I’ve been?
Have you seen what I’ve seen?
Do you even know what I believe?
Would it matter in the end?
If the answer is no
with EaRs that Are closed?
Then you’re just as guilty
As the vitriol you’ve perceived
But that wave
It’s receding
Back into the sea
Where you’ve judged me
For being me
Instead of who I really am
A human being
Photo by Mike van Schoonderwalt from Pexels
Written by Rebecca Robinson November 11, 2020



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