Takeover
Takeover
A horde of cockroaches
scurry through the kitchen
their shiny rufous selves
unstoppable
We recoil
but how do we block them?
We march No Kings Day
They raid
at frightening speed
Takeover
A horde of cockroaches
scurry through the kitchen
their shiny rufous selves
unstoppable
We recoil
but how do we block them?
We march No Kings Day
They raid
at frightening speed
from over here, across the pond, an american ex-pat salutes you! we had an anti-right protest in london yesterday, probably in solidarity, but dealing with our own issues too. this poem, and your painting, gave me chills...
Cheering you on in every way possible. Just one of your Canadian supporters.