Week 9 Poetry Collection

Says who?

I am owned by these fictional characters

They guide my waking life, rule what I have the chance to do.

I tell them what I want them to do.

They retort with what actually happened.

It’s usually much more depressing than what I

Planned (like real life I

guess) But they are strong characters

And shan’t do anything they don’t want

So I concede. Depressing it is.

Solidarity

There’s talk of teamwork, of

What it means to band together.

There’s shouting of political ideas,

Cries for more and more enthusiasm.

But it’s not really enthusiasm that drives this process.

It’s need.

It’s a need you can feel deep in your bones,

One that pulls the best out of people,

Encouraging them to shine and to change.

So maybe the word isn’t solidarity,

It’s need.

A need for power, for control, for wages,

For health insurance, for fair worker’s rights.

We give you solidarity when you have need,

I hope you can some day return the favor.

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