Thirty poems in thirty days: DAY 12


It is the circle where judgment goes to die
while judges hold trial from without
soldiers do battle from within
for is not art war, and poetry the weapon?
Our struggle is one struggle
our passion one pain
the rainbow shines for all after the rain
so to those who pose that our poetry
is not welcome in the city
come to the circle
where warriors fight their fight
with the grace and strength of light and life and you'll see
that the circle is not only a manifestation of revolution manifestos
but the you, the me, the we behind the incendiary nature of legendary poetry.
I am.
Are you?

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