I told you
In my letter home
If it does not bleed
I will not read
Each word to weep
Upon a lonely street
Each strangers voice
My soul to keep.
Its fiery passion
To light the sky
Each raindrop
Or impassioned cry
Each deep injustice
Imprisoned flame
That calls to silence
Deep disdain.
The froth of life
To boiling point
Verse ignored
Without a voice
Each individual
Denied a vote
My letter home
A poetical note.