Vocal Whetstone

Words are a powerful tool, they have been used to create and destroy countless dreams born in hearts around the world.

With all of my might

I swing

with words razor sharp

now less medicated

becoming a vocal whetstone

I take aim

at the impregnable

political fortress.

A White house of hollow words

rings empty

on cold streets

and cardboard boxes

soup kitchens overflow

with the desperate and educated

our schools defunded

close doors on dreams.

You have priorities

and take care of your own

while drowning the American Dream

thinking we beneath you

deserve this struggle

fighting your taxation

taking away hope

with Washington's Benjamin's and Grants.

Author's Note

A little more free verse, am liking the ability to not be confined so that I may paint an ever flowing picture of feelings.