A Poem a Day (70): F47

A flash poem written for JD Mader's 2minutes go writing exercise... It's every Friday-Sunday, so if you fancy writing something - whatever you feel like - head over there, or just read the flash fiction and poetry.

F47

It’s breaking, this stasis,

Where we are caught,

Demanding a reckoning

Beginning on an equal

Footing – respect, a full

Consideration of who we are.

We have this right,

As you have always had it,

Despite the way you try

To hold us back, hidden away,

Controlled and rejected. Yet

I pity you, pity this idle need to

Erase us. Are you so weak

That you need to call us so?

We are the same, think the

Same, breathe the same.

Cut us open and you will

Find the same. My heart

Beats the same rhythm.

Yet, in a way I am higher

In not seeking to deflate,

Push you down, demoralise

In conjuring up excuses to

Annihilate your identity.

I am me, and you are you,

And I know who I’d rather be,

Into and beyond equality.

Vickie Johnstone, March 10, 2018