Best Poems Written by Batsheva Garber

It's Not Like It's Their Job

The smell is overpowering 
My lungs, screaming for one
   for just one 
       breath of fresh air 

With prayers unanswered,
They are engulfed in
    yet another load 
     of these odorous toxins

The odorous toxins
   of humanity
Being burnt to the crisp

While communities start
blaming one another 
Turning on one another 

The powers encouraging the riots
Where are they? 
Those powers? 
Where are they when we need them most? 

Hiding away 
Protected by the security of money 
Our country's money 
My country's money
That they stole! 
How could they do that? 
And leave us to fight for ourselves? 
They are meant to be saving us 
But why are they not?
Why they are not;

Why would they fight for something 
That has no effect on them 
It's not like it's their job to protect us anyway

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