Untitled 5

We all look for our savior out there
When we need to look to ourselves
Artists naked
Awaiting the time they shall wake up
To feed angry bellies
Pen to paper
Paint to brush
We will not be conformed and stifled

Politicians we do not have belief for
Art survives its trial by fire
We hide in the stairwell
Smoking, Crouching
Contemplating a crumbling nation
Arguing over cheap wine
For which side is to blame
Both completely wrong and right


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  1. Pingback: Untitled 11 | Colleen Kerr Poetry

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