Manya Saxena Poet Free verse

To Whomsoever It May Concern

Can you breathe? 

The air passing you by, the 
moments too. The undesired
quest of knowing and not 
knowing. The inability to rest.

Can you smell? 

The bodies, rotten and dunked
in blood, with no one to pay 
heed to. Then waiting in despair
with no one in the waiting. 

Can you taste? 

The salt in their eyes, the misery
imposed by the system. The 
horrible, sour, bland flavor of 
a failed regime. 

Can you hear? 

The screams, the wailing, the 
howls, their cries. They are still
waiting and screaming. Can 
you hear them?

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James Marshall Goff April 22, 2021 at 5:16 AM Greetings Manya...Living here in Minneapolis, I see the challenges communities encounter...I control the square under my feet, and call out injustice when I see it, always abiding my faith in my higher power to give me strength & spread the joy His Grace, Infuses...thank you for your light!