This is my protest poem.
This is swarm the street like ants poem.
This is my small-but-mighty
If we all link arms they can't arrest us all poem.
This is my a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step poem.
This is my I probably won't be arrested because I'm white poem.
This is my I can't read the news anymore because of the pit of despair in my stomach growing a despair tree poem.
This is my mourning poem.
This is my grief feels like a glass breaking on the floor poem.
This is my numbness to tragedy because it's the only way I can get up in the morning and that's the greatest tragedy of all poem.
This is my rage poem
This is my stand up for injustice because that's what I would want someone to do for me poem
This is my "stand up, fight back" poem
This is my stand up and fight because if I don't fight now, there will be no one left.
This is my protest poem
This is my singing in the street until my voice gives out poem
This is my march and vote and burn it all to the fucking ground poem
This is my "this is what democracy looks like" poem
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