Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Original Poetry on Activism

Screams, shouts, murmurs, thoughts
People parade around the blocks
Signs, posters, banners, cheers
These are what meet my eyes and ears.

All fighting for something they want
Trying to stop the hurtful taunts
That the ignorant feel the minorities need
Not caring, if they make hearts bleed.

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