#3 Survival Poetry POOR MAGAZINE Writing Workshop (Tovaangaar / Tatavia) with Aetna Street Family

RAGE

Paisley

To every demon with a badge, To every bulldozer who calls me trash. To the politicians who try to Legislate us away To the neighbors who curse and harass And complain. To the journalists in print and on TV Who pretend they know what it’s like to be me. Who promote hateful lies and Calls to lock us away. To the non-profiteers using our bodies to make bank. To the ones with their heads Gleefully in the sand Stepping over our bodies On their way to go dance. To the white “founding fathers” who Emblazoned this trap. To the self-driving cars and delivery apps. To every endless screen and agent draining These lands. I pray with my rage For these ways to collapse.

Gelly

Am I mad or nah? What kind of fucking question is that? My answer: Of fucking course I am!

I swear I just want to tear everything apart Where is the dynamite at so I can demo some shit. I want to break it

Break it Break it!

I’m raging and waging that my acts at Kindness is working

Working Working

To fix this fucked up ass system.

So I keep pushing forward with kindness,  a smile

On my face, serving the people.

This how I rage, You should join me! ANONYMOUS

I can’t do rage

RESISTANCE

Paisley

We move together, without fear To break the chains that bind us.

A hug during a sweep.

Gelly

Pointing the finger and giving the finer; An act of resistance - I believe in both Shouting “No, THAT’S NOT OK/RIGHT”, an Act of resistance - also something I believe in. Conquering Fears is an act of resistance - something we should practice more often. Resist the coward within so we can be brave in this crazy world.