Protest Poetry: When Does the Book Burning Start?

Vulnerable
Are we the people
In this democracy
Diversity
Means nothing
To those in power
Entitlement
Is reserved for the elite
Unauthorized for the poor
Transgender
Defies society
And confuses the entitled
Fetus
Is neither live nor dead
Or doesn’t exist
Evidence-based
Has no place in the Union
Or the new world order
Science-based
Would prove the elite wrong
And destroy the fake news
Tyrant
Is a man who denies freedom
To those he claims to govern
Indifferent
Are those who let this happen
When does the book burning start?

From the poetry collection Men Are Garbage.

Throwback Thursday Poetry: Epiphany

my heart can’t take the pain
it’s too much to even explain
shit happens for a reason
won’t know why for six more seasons
feeling helpless and all alone
people wonder why i hate going home
missing the old days of youth
there was less concern for knowing the truth
hate consumes much of my time
i still tell people that i’m fine
i guess i am in some ways it seems
i feel i’m getting closer to my dreams
bad memories and good make me feel alive
they are my everlasting drive
i’ll make it in life after so long
thanks to everyone who has done me wrong
i mean it in the sincerest way
without you i’d have nothing to say

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.