Caught in the Net – Polypropylene Mesh
My anger today will not go away
It is so hard to live
Every movement a reminder of what they did
People assume choice
They only listen to their same voice
Paint me with the colours that they know
Advice to look outside
Oh, that wondrous place,
The one I would reside?
Have you ever considered it’s not my wish to hide?
In my mind I glide across the countryside
My feet barely touching meadows grass
As I breathe in deep of green and wooded forests
I jump the trickling streams,
Wandering in leafy, brambled, brackened dreams
That I can see but no longer touch
The things that I love so much
I close my eyes to remember the smells,
The feeling of air on my skin
The prickle of sweaty regret begins…
The anger wells inside, that stupid trust
On which I had relied…
Taken from the forest of extremes
Where humans do good things.
Yes, they took from me.
They’re crooks who take liberty.
From Thalidomide to HIV
Between the Witz family and the Public Health Authority
They maime us
They kill us
Because victims you will not see
20th August 2020 by Samantha Harris (unextraordinarybint)