Protest day: You may live with a tyrannical husband

You may live
With a tyrannical husband
You may live with a tyrannical
Government
The effect is the same
On a large scale
Everyone suffers
On a small scale
Maybe just you
You may be small
With arms
Like rubber pipe
How can you hit back
How can you match?
The relentless fists
The relentless kicks
In the face
From a tyrant
Like him
What do you do?
Climb out
Through the ventilator shaft
Sneak out the back door
Carrying your train ticket
You
Won’t go back there anymore
Now he’s
A tyrant of nothing
His power is dead
All he can hear now
Are the thoughts in his head
Growing bigger
To the size
Of a mental war
So now you are travelling
By night train
To a new day dawning
Coming your way
And in the distance you see
The most glorious tree
In the land of the free
Is the tree of life

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances. View all posts by blackbird212012