Antifa, why oh why?

Trying to learn
Learning to try
Antifa, why oh why?

Inauguration Day 2017, a man dressed in black, his face obscured.
The body of a professional athlete.

SMASH…
Violence

Was he hired by the oppressors to discredit the peaceful protestors?
Antifa claimed him.

Antifa
Why oh why?

But I do know why… alienation, injustice, electronics addiction, immaturity, learned helplessness

Antifa… all that passion, can’t you channel it constructively?
All the youth for whom it will be worse
Much, much worse if the opportunities slowly disappear

Losing our rights though sleight of hand, sleight of law, elitism, and the increasing power of the soulless…

Antifa, don’t hasten the haters
Performance art doesn’t have to include violence….
Mentor those youth who are walking through your pain…


I tend not to finish my poems or much of my fiction. This poem isn’t finished either, but I have been inspired by a fellow blogger (thememoirofawriter.com, Stained) and am posting it anyhow as the image from Inauguration Day 2017 that inspired it has been haunting me for a year.

I am remembering that I did include a few poems in Dream Walking and that I should do the same in Baby Fever its sequel.

Zinzi Clemmons raw, honest, compelling recent novel What we Lose (Guardian review: A debut of haunting fragments) uses one paragraph and one-page chapters to provide rhythm to the story and engage the reader.

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