When Shit Stops Happening, You're Going the Right Direction
No more check-ins
Every nasty name I wanna call you
won't fit inside my mouth
Hence
The Arsenal:
Mace
Pepper spray
Sharpened steel/oakwood long staff/chain whip/
wooden cake spoon that—uh huh —my grandma swung
with pinpoint accuracy
and hellur bite (you’d lose your ass)
Military grade artillery would land
me
us
jeeeeeeeeez
on the backhand of legislation
yet
ain't enough lousy mildewy sides
to show pseudo-men and moral degenerates
that abuse
violate
prey on
women and girls
who never again retrieve
innocence-cleansing-wholeness
who hemorrhage night terrors
through surround sound systems
with zero access to a single goddamn settings control
But literal dickheads sleep
while pus-encrusted infection permeates nature
sense and genesis-soul
for remainder of daze
Prison as a sentence
carries not enough ‘justice iota’ gravitas
(taxpayer expense subsidy and all)
and for me begins
at 'eye for eye'
'life for life'
not choreographed credentials behind closed doors
to filter meted punishment
through internationally-approved sanitized lenses
compliant with human rights policy
but comprehensively dismissive of
‘a deterrent not deterrent enough’
Not in the least protective
of the one Creatrix
responsible for birthing more humanity
Let Her
alone deliver judgment
Kindest thanks to you for reading all the words I did not say for the "Things You Can't Say Out Loud" Vocal Challenge.
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Comments (13)
Wow. This was powerful, and so well done. SO relatable. So beautifully done. Teach me your waysssss! :)
Whoa I felt that, acutely. The way you use words is stunning
Challenging, but also hopeful
Chills 👏🫶
This poem is quite literally where pain, fighting back and culture goes to have a chat. Such powerful words. I like how it's personalised, the bit about your grandmother. ~From abuse to hemorrhage night terrors~. This line was far above the powerful threshold. The limit where a line could hold a certain point in time, hostage. You got an all knowing glance and a wince from what it causes us to remember. 'let her alone deliver judgement' that's a point we can all agree on. This was outstanding Dani. Spoken word doing it's magic thing, and your talent guiding and tying it in. Speechless! Congratulations on your Top Story 🎉🎉🎉❤️🤗
Powerful words that we need
You flame-broiled it and served it on a platter! 🔥 This piece was oh so powerful! You didn't just do the assignment, you did extra credit too! Go Dani! 🌟
Powerful, powerful stuff. Unsaid words that are meant to be screamed from every mountain top. Congratulations on your top story!
Nailed it. 🙌 I can hear the mic 🎤 rolling off the stage floor while screeching!
Congratulations on Top Story!!!❤️❤️💕
The lack of true justice in the lifetimes we spend in this broken world can weigh so heavy. Dynamite poem, Dani!
Righteous rage! I had no doubt I'd get to a slam poetry tag at the end! ⚡💙⚡
Wow! KABOOM!!! ❤️❤️💕