Misery | Kara D. Spain
In your misery,
you cannot see the history
playing out in your life,
like a song on repeat
Anger, seething underneath,
because you refuse to address the issues,
that caused the problem in the first place
In your misery,
you cannot see the history
playing out in your life,
like a song on repeat
Anger, seething underneath,
because you refuse to address the issues,
that caused the problem in the first place
Poetry and politics
Don’t seem to rhyme
In revolutionary times,
Spitting words of anger
Slam reflection,
“I can’t get no satisfaction,”
Until you live inside a poem
Threading words with tears
That will never evaporate
An ink well of thought,
These visions that live
In the pages of our minds
Somehow find their way,
A chain link
To the written word,
The dress code for
The underclass
Marching to the same song
Unheard,
Nothing has changed
And the beat goes on.