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Zuzanna Bartnicka Poem
Childhood went away
in a blink of an eye
How am I supposed
to be adult now?
Stay warm
in this cold world
where it’s seriousness
fills my veins
making me pretend
to blend in just great
Too much responsibility
I can’t take it all
it’s blurring my vision
of joy I held upon
There are days that I wish
there was a reverse card
so I could one last time
believe in Santa’s guard
Copyright © Zuzanna Bartnicka | Year Posted 2024
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Zuzanna Bartnicka Poem
"We are no different"- they said,
looking for reason to divide instead
The biggest ile I was told
is that every life matters... ditto
Black, Mexican, Yellow, White
they made us think only one is right
But is it true? Is it though?
Or is it just easier to hate than let go?
forget about past, have a fresh start,
open our eyes to reality around
rewrite that was written with hate; disrespect
unite as four equal and our rights - protect
Copyright © Zuzanna Bartnicka | Year Posted 2024
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Zuzanna Bartnicka Poem
Blind need to
feel seen - accepted by
shifting reality
Copyright © Zuzanna Bartnicka | Year Posted 2024
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