Mood: spoiled | Drinking: black tea
Going Green
She looks so alive
standing in the street
staring down soldiers
head covered, fist raised.
The vermilion shock of blood
only floods the streets
with more defiant green.
Bullets cannot quell
a heart bent on freedom.
Fear will not force these voices
into silence.
In California, we add emerald
to our facebook avatars
in a show of “solidarity”
with a cause
we barely begin to understand.
We’ve grown so fat on freedom
we expect to affect a revolution
from our armchairs.
Green is just a color
that costs us nothing
more than money.
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I’ve been sitting on this one for awhile. It was inspired in part by these photos.
-Lo, from her armchair.
LaDonnaWitmer 