Pluck It

Wake up, work, go to bed,

Rinse and repeat.

 

A black man lynched.

 

Wake up, work, go to bed.

Rinse and repeat.

 

A cage full of people, dying.

 

Wake up, work, go to bed.

Rinse and repeat.

 

Stole our elections.

 

Wake up, work, go to bed.

What am I rinsing off, I can’t sleep.

 

Words.

Vacant words. Words without action,

I want a word to tear your insides out. 

Words that evoke movement.

To storm a castle.

Lay siege upon your most tender places.

To force action.

Words so shrill you cover your ears and avert your eyes.

 

Feel the desperation.

Screaming through the ether.

 

Suffer.

Distress.

Hardship.

Subject.

Tolerate.

Allow.

Permit.

 

If thine blind eye offend thee, pluck it.

 

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