Jessica Arteaga Poet Free verse

I Read the News Today...

I read the news today...
and every word that it displayed,
seem to tumble
          seem to fall
                   blended together
         
         made        head
and            my            sway.


Oh boy...
Some many men had marched one day;
they march for equality and ask to not to be slaved.
Even though they had shown no chains,
they ask to get rid of the cuffs that others gave:

On how they looked
They wouldn't get jobs
On how they talked
Their thoughts must be wrong
Every opportunity, became less and less
Their freedom given long ago, started to regress

I read the news today...
and it had so many words that bled if you said.
                               they 
                                   seemed
                                           to swirl    
                                             inside
                                           my
                                    head.

Oh boy...
A child died; the cause was rape,
her tiny body....she couldn't take.
Her mother cried and yelled out:

DAMN MY HUSBAND! 

What a bastardy fowl
How could she not have stop this from happening?
In her very own house
Her eyes must be wax
A child of just five had to die form such acts

I read the news today oh boy....

How is the day of the lives of everyone else?

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Krista Kurth August 15, 2009 at 12:04 PM Jessica, great writing. Inspired by another Beatles song? Krista

Doris Culverhouse August 13, 2009 at 6:27 AM wonderful, and sad

Hyle Chu August 12, 2009 at 10:29 PM I liked the way you made my head sway. Are you entering this into Sami Al-khalili's "A Piece of Bread, Please" contest?

Hyle Chu August 12, 2009 at 10:29 PM A write from the heart, huh? Maybe from guilt, too? "How is the day of the lives of everyone else?" My troubles are nothing compared to those suffering. I know this, yet I get mad I didn't get my ketchup with my Big Mac. There is a lot going on out there and we are so spoiled in America. "Every opportunity, became less and less. / Their freedom given long ago, started to regress." a perfect depiction.

Sara Kendrick August 12, 2009 at 4:34 PM Different. Keep writing. Sara