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Fists on Fire: Poetry from the Heart of the Revolution

why did the wild pink break

by Sarah Menefee

why did the wild pink break
oh why did it break?
Issa


my young rap musician friend
is saying as we walk up dark Sansome St
after work: I have to remind myself to keep it simple stupid:
in relation to his art: yes I say
it's ok to repeat whatever the heart needs to keep saying
as long as the slaughters keep on
we'll keep this simple too
a brass band marched down Market in all the thousands of protesters playing Bella Ciao
we so don't desire this endless pain inflicted on and on
this sea of blood
we join in saying: not in our name
oh why did the wild pink break?
it is my child the world breaks for profit
one or a stadium or city of them: our families
with their beautiful faces
it's the same heartbreak
all around the world
there is no way to be simple enought but just to cry it out
or put our bodies on the line
and lay our hearts down there:
how do we say it in our American tongue?
not in our name!



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