poison darts

poison darts

A Poem by anais.vionet
"

a vote - the only hope for our future

"
Shakespeare said, “make
pieces of the beast and his
confederates”

My parents voted
today - filling out and then
casting their ballots.

It was a pleasing
privilege - even as an
anxious observer.

Their two small darts at
the heart of the snarling beast.
Saints let them strike true.

© 2020 anais.vionet


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anais.vionet
all comments welcome

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Agreed. I voted earlier this week. Let the beast be consigned to the pit.

Posted 3 Years Ago


anais.vionet

3 Years Ago

Amen John - thanks for commenting =]

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Added on October 7, 2020
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Tags: vote, politics, election, teen

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