A Protest Poem by Marcel Aouizerate

War protesters down the avenue
Say « some war » rather than
Absolutely none, as they intent
On walking on and they also
Say « some meat » as we need
A scandal upon which to trip,
« some racism », and « some pain »
- some heartache rather - for our donna soldato,
Because we are not finished just yet.
The front man sings and holds high a
Black sign of design in this mock fashion show
Overran by bulging-eyed activists.
Give us some respect at long last for what
We're doing here. We walk on your behalf
For an impure purpose,
When one uses langage to save
Himself after the world.