Thursday, 7 April 2011


selfish poem.
you are making a tally.

in the class where you are asked to sit criss-cross applesauce
and learn acrostics that you know you will forget
in the unlikely event of an emergency

but these things happen, she says
there will be boys snickering, sharing stories
If that's how you feel then why don't you
tell it to an arab, if that's how you feel

and you do not deserve to be indignant,

in the class where you are taught of
raging tides uprooting history,
of rallying cries in litanies of languages
there is a whispered conversation
they said that if you are against gays
it means you are afraid of them
--what?--bullshit, i know.
the people against hitler were not afraid

and you do not deserve to moralize,
you do not deserve to be indignant because
all you ever did
was write a poem.


  1. all of your poems are treasures.
    well done.

    keep it up.

  2. invite you to share 1 to 3 poems to Jingle Poetry potluck now.

    first time participants can use old poems or poems unrelated to the theme.

    free style commenting,

    hope to see you share.