Motivational Monday Poem: Oppressor’s Mist

Standing in a crowd My voice loud and strong Yet ignored and silenced Sound waves evaporating In a polluted air of false leadership     “Danger!” I call While the oppressor’s mist Clouds the senses And tunnels my pleas   Tattered spirits weakened By hate, fear, and pain Spread misery cloaked in promise Their wordsContinue reading “Motivational Monday Poem: Oppressor’s Mist”