Constricting, a poem.

economics, Personal Journal, personal metaphysics, Poetry, Politics/International Relations 1 Minute

I wonder,
If you see it
gripping your throat,
So you can’t speak,

Your genitals locked away
as property owned
By church and state?

You have no free will or
Liberty…

(“Slap!”)

Wake the f%ck up!

You could always fight.

Published by Eugene Hardy

Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry.

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