Saturday, May 6, 2023

Lamentation 1

People that I admire have stopped letting their rage take over. One suggested that, instead of erupting, it might be good to write a poem.

At every red light

he stopped, head bowed, reverently,

over his cellphone.

This one is numbered. Just guessing, but it might be one of many.

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