Chaos rains —
they say loss gains
imperial chains
of whitewashed brains
bring inane disdaining,
inhumane detaining,
and same ol’ mansplaining
…nothing worth retaining

Amid mayhem hooks —
forbidding they/them, banning books,
take a scanning look
through spanning darkness oft mistook
for foreboding night
unknown stars then come in sight
now stark from wrong is right
Catch the glistening light,
you, if listening, might
regain the day at end of night

 

April 29, 2025
Trent Wilde


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