Hands above a fire.

I feel so damn frustrated
and you don’t want to hear it
you don’t want to feel it
you don’t want to be in it
because we can’t stop it
we can’t help it
we can’t control it
only us
and soon who knows
where this place is headed
will we own ourselves?
Will the debt rip us from our zone
demolishing our home
and we’d be nothing more
than bodies on the street
hands above a fire
trying to find warmth?
There was safety in a moment
bodies lived as they wanted
and seconds later
choices have become
that of law
and it’s confusion.
what does that mean
what choices do our children have
can they choose love for themselves
can they seek protection when needed
are we all now property of the law?

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Published by Tina

I am a mother that is passionate about early education and a person that relieves stress through art, and writing.

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