My place is change, is sacrifice, my place is a deadly fight, and I know it
It is something deep, from within my soul, that whispers look, look and be angry, that says fight it, with every fiber of your being, fight it, even if it kills you,
My local library has a literary magazine, and this year its theme is place, so I've been writing some poetry about place in the hope that I can submit it. Tell me what you think.