Liz Motter Poems

What is grief?
It's not just sadness.
It's rage and loss.
Loss so imminence that it seems to consume.
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What will the darkness think of me now?
Would it bother trying to drag me under?
Has it given up on its futile task to dim the fire inside,
Or is that inferno part of it’s plans?
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Do you feel the People's rage? For they rage against your acts.
Do you see the People fight? For they fight against what you have built.
Do you hear the People's voices? For they yell and scream at what you've wrought.
Do you taste the violence you have caused?
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