Quoting the Sermon on the Mount
—"City With No Children" - Arcade Fire
I haven’t felt this productive in a while. In reality, I’m probably getting less done than I think. But I worked hard on my Kiev poem and made some changes that I was extremely wary of at first. I’m also cranking out a poetry book review for class, and for once in my life it’s a book review with my own original thoughts on the book!
My mind is slightly exhausted. But I’m in a creative mood and I like it.
to songs from the past.
—"I Won’t Be Left" - Tegan and Sara
"The price of freedom is too high, but Ukrainians are paying it. We have no choice."
We prepare to cross the breach
armed with stones and Molotovs.
Makeshift shields will protect us
from rubber bullets.
Some have no helmets to wear
but join the surge anyways.
A man runs toward the edge of the barricades
screaming of rumors,
“They’re shooting to kill!”
Riot police stand alert
across a hundred yards of blackened debris,
a few faint embers still burning.
Rising clouds of smoke and tear gas
render our city an unfamiliar landscape.
We stop, form shallow ranks
forty yards from the police.
The man next to me points upward
as a sniper takes aim.
Three rows down,
a blast tears through a thin metal shield
and the young man holding on to it.
The front line braces for assault,
the rest of us ready our primitive weapons.
The men in uniform load shotguns and rifles
with live ammunition.
*Creative license was taken here, obviously. Not meant to present any events with 100% accuracy*
Attempting to write a poem from the perspective of a protester in Kiev (it fits a prompt nicely). I have a very vivid scene I read in an eyewitness report, like I’ve never had this strong of an image to start from. But I just feel intimidated by the subject matter.
Ugh. All the writers’ issues.
I love Jared Leto. I have for almost 10 years. I always will.
He’s a beautiful human being.