Winner of January Poetry Contest: Resist
By Emer Martin RESIST What have we done? We fear a ludicrous man— a liar barking insults deafening dreams, his tiny heart squeezed dry, a blind crafty rat …
By Emer Martin RESIST What have we done? We fear a ludicrous man— a liar barking insults deafening dreams, his tiny heart squeezed dry, a blind crafty rat …
There’s little left that I can do. My bones are weak, my strength is gone; my days of lifting children high, of sending kites up to the sky, of …