Standing Up Poem by Resten Swondo

Standing Up

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The rites of passage, broken on a wheel
Of populist displeasure, populism given
To coca-cola urges, Nike-driven coitus,
Distance between reality and self.

Wheel broken, there lay rites eternal
In rhyme, there is freedom from chaos
In meter, a warm drumming comfort
Made for one drummer’s silence.

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