The power of the pen is the ability to quake the hallways of injustice and greed.

How do you propose something as abstract as 'hope' to someone deep in the trenches seeking cover from a world that has turned against them?

While news media generates ideology-informed stories during conflict, literature tells stories of beauty and paradise in the absence of war.

If voting changed anything they would abolish it / if this system was liberating we wouldn’t uphold it

A poem about a boy finding joy, with hopes to bloom into something beautiful amidst the chaos that currently surrounds the earth.