Read between the lines
Hate is everywhere
We are United by a flag
We are one country
Yet we are all different, shapes, sizes, genders, and color
We are struggling to be heard
We all unite to draw attention
Chaos is still everywhere
Will it ever end?
We step into a room together and silence is brought upon us.
Noses are lifted,
Whispers are across the room.
The whispers turn into yelling and screaming.
We start to fight and we fight back.
Violence is brought out, guns, knifes, and fist.
People get injured, and people die.
The next generation unites, watching their families dispute and die for their freedom.
None of them even noticing that they are still in the room.
No one will stop until something has changed.
This art is really interesting--that first one especially seems to suggest so many things. Your poems capture the chaos and tension in each quite well.
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