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Thinking of entering this into a contest, but not sure...
I am not sure what it's called... something to do with nonviolence I suppose. Critiques of all sorts are welcome :] if you'd like me to critique one of your poem/short stories in return, you can include the link and i'll be overjoyed to. ^^
biting back, not fighting back-- the words speak for themselves but you do not as your mind stumbles over speeches delivered by the greatest: MLK, Gandhi, Nelson Mandela nonviolently vicious chewing at stitches lapping openly at the sore. but they were giants, towering so high you could not look them in the eyes singing so loud and proud your thoughts slink back up your tongue to the cave where they were born and bred. there is no point to speak, for there is no point to hear-- what's to be said has been said and in the resulting thinking's stead is but sullen talk of the glittery and infamous. You have these things that need to be screamed that need to be whispered that need to be known but yet you're alone and the crowd hesitates to group around you; for you have these things to say, and they need to be said today; it is important, and that is frightening. |
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