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Tyrant's forces left country a shambles
world court demanded he pay
he scoffed at arrest warrant
flew through the dark
to conceal damages
turned a deaf ear
to mothers' pleas
empty arms
hardened hearts
How many more must suffer
as hawks and doves argue?
Like Magic
Like magic
she finds inner strength to overcome illness
Like magic
he rises above shouts of ignorance and greed
Like magic
they march together for freedom
courage and compassion in their hearts
Like magic
raised fists and signs are their weapons
Like magic
to disrupt the status quo and stand tall
Like magic
she expresses herself in colorful alternatives
their energy and commitment are infinite
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Mona Mehas (she, her) writes from the perspective of a retired disabled teacher in Indiana USA. A pushcart nominee, her work has appeared in over 70 journals, anthologies, and online museums. Mona’s chapbooks are forthcoming from LJMcD Communications in 2024: ‘Questions I Didn’t Know I’d Asked’ in March and ‘Hand-Me-Downs’ in July. Two of her poems received first place honors in her state contest in 2023. Tweets @Patienc77732097. Follow everywhere at https://linktr.ee/monaiv or https://monamehas.net.
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