bombs fly & sirens sound
they think they scare us
buildings fall & fires burn
they think they’ve beaten us
propaganda, lies spread
like a game of whispers
they think they speak truth
no
their bombs are nothing
for every building they destroy
we build two more
the real truth
no matter what they try to take
we will never surrender our spirit
we will stand together
no matter what
as long as one flower remains
ukraine will live on
by CASSY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2023
Poetry is a redundant trade.
Freedom of speech is a lost expression.
Little do I have to say.
Silence is my every word in protest.
by CASSA BASSA
© All rights reserved 2024
o demon face
may you reach the end of yourself
so that you will know
you will know that no one had to die
your lies have led to a thousand blooms
set alight in the silence
your crimes have made them feel too much
everything then nothing
the bodies you’ve threshed underfoot
are the seeds you’ve sown of your destruction
their scarlet heads now reach and sway
freedom cries scattered to the wind
and the wind remove all trace of you
hie thee into damnable night
your brutal answers went unquestioned
now circling back to haunt you
o barrel chest
may you reach the end of your hollow self
you know that none had to die
you fucking know
by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2022
I am not the granddaughter of the witches you couldn’t burn.
I am not the blood of their blood or any of that suburban white witch bullshit.
I am Witch because the title is mine to claim by right:
by right of my rage
by right of my resistance
by right of my existence in a world
that threatens to crush everything I love under the boot heel of assimilation.
You want Burning Times?
I’ll show you some motherfucking Burning Times.
by ONLYFRAGMENTS
© All rights reserved 2020
unbolt me 