A Slam Poem
by Anna Witiuk
They see our hate
Using our love to recreate
A world full of overweight cheapskates
Filling bellies with mutilated manipulates
I cry for my freedom
To let our ideas bloom
Hearts consumed
One nations healthy womb
Aborted
Deported
Reported on less cooperation
Inflation of one dictation's fucked-up proclamation
A man’s impersonation
Of one god's hallucination
Intoxication of interrogations
No realization of violations
To our souls
A hopeless fishbowl control
A burning flagpole
Unjustified death tolls
I climb this endless loophole
Trying to find myself
Trying to kill himself
Holding herself
Tight
Feeling the political bite
Uptight, neo-white, christianite
Sleep too tight
Politics bite
Anna Witiuk is a fifteen-year-old Manhattan high-school student.
