A take on violence
The exiling waves of life
Battered a Syrian child
Swept ashore. We scrolled.
We shrugged this violence.
Eyes glued to a simulacrum of love
Expecting the controlled dominance
Of a filthy rich fictional character
We said: “It’s vanilla.”
Violence as an idea is sweetened
You gulp down the pill
But violence as a means is condemned
You still gulp down the pill.
March 6, 2018
Lyon 1 University
Quills be dragged over young tattered pages
Until dries off red ink, trapped in the cages
Stop constructing walls for the ocean's siege
Let flow, before witness thy dam's breach
— The End —