I stumbled over
selfish motivations--
forcing comfort
and vulnerability
into opposition.
activists vowed
they couldn’t
coexist
but I swore
utopia was tangible
and silence wasn’t
always lethal.
then skeletons proved me
(dead) wrong--
begging from graves
of unspoken convictions
for today’s generation
to eradicate polite submission;
embracing our power:
words.
Author notes
50 words.
Mostly inspired from:
"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter" -MLK Jr.
but also from the feel/message of both quotes.
A contest entry
- PIF 15/50 by Laura Lamarca.
550 points, ended November 11, 2007, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Cheaya.
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excellent...PK
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Just wonderful and so worthy of gold! Congratulations
gaylene
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I love this. Your vocabularly is constant and well thought out throughout the whole piece, and your spacing works well. I really like the idea of;
"and silence wasn’t
always lethal."
Not something I'd have thought about before I read it but it makes perfect sense. Good luck hun
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