We are all being stepped on
A poem about living in fear
I found a whole world in the cracks of the sidewalk
Tiny snails living whole lives under our feet
You said, "I can’t imagine living my whole life constantly afraid of being stepped on."
I said, "I can."
I can and I don’t think that the snails are afraid
The snails know death is a part of life
I think they concern themselves much more with the act of living
Than the fear of dying
They live in community with each other and the Earth
And they die the same way
Humans are afraid of being stepped on
Because we've been told we aren't supposed to live
Like the snails do
Humans are afraid of being stepped on
Because we are the only ones who can remove the boot from our necks
About the Creator
Felix McCann
I am a trans, disabled artist and writer. My art focuses on expressing myself and questioning what we've been taught is normal.
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spot on