It came at us so fast
Muzzle velocity
Non-linear
So many breeches
So many crimes
So many offences
So much hatred
From every direction
All at once
Diverging
Merging
Breeding
Pick one
Out of the spray of transgressions
Pick the most egregious one
Try to track it
Understand it
Predict it
Counter it
But then another
Even worse
And then another
Worse again
And another
Unfathomable
And another
Unthinkable
And another
Impossible
Until existence itself
No longer seems real
And it is oh, so very tempting
To just throw up our hands
Not so much in surrender
Or resignation
Or exasperation
But in absolute confusion
We don’t know what to do anymore
What to think
What to feel
Emotional
Intellectual
Spiritual
Cognitive
Physical
Overload
All that is left
Is a collective
Shudder and shout
In the streets
Return fire
The muzzle velocity
Of the masses
Hit them with every grievance
With every suffered pellet of shot
March
Raised fists
Raised voices
Smother them with resistance
From every direction
All at once
Until they throw up their hands
In surrender
Headlong into the Night
Denpasar
Bali, Indonesia
NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2025
Day 27 … Oh so close! ❤
About the photo: Just give me six seconds of your time, an open shutter, and a moving taxi.
About the poem: Has anyone else just about had enough?
What is NaPoWriMo?
National Poetry Writing Month. AKA GloPoWriMo for Global Poetry Writing Month because, you know, it’s a worldwide event. During the month of April, poets challenge themselves to write at least one poem a day, every day, for the entire month. So, 30 poems in 30 days.
If you’d like to join in, or just want to learn more about this annual poetry writing event, the more-or-less official website is NaPoWriMo.net.
I am also one of the admins for a small, private FB group, NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2025 if you want to follow other poets on their journey. Just click “Join”.
Pix to Words 