Jake Vincent Belmont Poet Rhyme

Conscientious Rejector

How does one merely object to corruption?
When all that would amount to is an exhalation
A statue is made to crumble
But a statement is eternal

I’m alone again
I didn’t know loneliness like this could exist
In my “home country”
Where I hide from even myself

The insidious sensationalist ethos
Entwined with noxious entitlements
Layered in chemical chaos
Wrapped in morbid malevolence

My lungs do not breathe hypocrisy
My heart does not pump oil
I cannot thrive in an idiocracy
My soul cannot help but recoil

I grasp my index finger
As a tiny child would cling to their mother’s leg
Feeling my own pulse
Like a calming rhythm of her safe love

I feel as if I’m living on a red cartograph
And the only thing I’ve had to brace myself
Are the very few and far between blue toothpicks

The unshakable base layer of toxic red
As contiguous and intact
Since the very first colonies of religious and racist entitlement falsely took hold

And now, even the toothpicks are purple

Stolen, my energy and love mustn’t also be
Transmuted into bombs and bullets
Tearing apart our neighbors’ families and erasing cultures
Killing our sisters, daughters and mothers with pious neglect

They shall not receive a penny of my tax revenue
They shall not know the warmth of my blood
They shall not earn a drip of my sweat
They will never see a drop of my tears

I categorically reject their normalized bigotry
With every single fiber of my moral being
I forsake their weaponized animosity
And refuse to ever be contributing

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