Best Poems Written by Autumn Jahandarie

thorns in the glass

“there are thorns in the glass”
the baby exclaims
as she points, points, points
to the mirror of life,
yet no one listens,
and she is ignored.

“there are thorns in the glass”
the child cries,
tugging at men’s jackets,
grabbing women’s hands,
yet she’s pushed away 
and she is ignored.

“there are thorns in the glass”
the teen announces,
protesting and marching,
yelling and telling,
and there is no news coverage,
and she is ignored.

“there are thorns in the glass”
the adult professes,
speaking online,
speaking outside,
only to be banned,
and she is ignored.

“there are thorns in the glass”
the old woman declares,
telling her story, 
telling her nurses,
only to be drugged,
and she is ignored.


“there are thorns in the glass”
she whispers
as she looks at the dead cities
the somber graves,
the rotten corpses,
and she is ignored.

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