oppressed | rebekahjmarshall

(Poem 315 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)

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When the world
is crumbling
and the anger
has bubbled so far
up inside
that it has nowhere
else to go
face the storm
the raging winds
the turbulence
and oppression
and unleash the primal
scream that calls forth
the ancestors
the broken ones
those who have waited
as patiently as a predator
for their power
to be sought
and there will be
a reckoning.