"Jordans"

Jan. 4th, 2013 10:19 pm
afireinthesnow: (Primeval: Idiot voice)
I wrote this poem during Biology and forgot to upload it to any site.
After the shooting in Connecticut, my school had a moment of silence for the lives lost.
Except...
two boys sitting behind me had been discussing their Jordans before the announcement.
Seconds after the entire class fell silent, they continued whispering about their shoes.
Naturally, this pissed me off.
Anger and depression tend to fuel my poetry the most, so this was born.



Silent moments tell of respect.
Your speech reeks of arrogance.
Are your Jordans so important
you cannot quiet yourself for a minute?
That could have been your little sister,
baby brother, cut down.
Families weep.
But to you, shoes
are greater than death.
Will your shoes replace lost lives?
Bring families back together?
Will your shoes take back
the bullets to their gun?
Will your precious shoes
bring the dead back to life?

No?

Shut your mouth
lest I sew it closed.
Be thankful you have the gift of life
and give respect for those
who lost theirs.

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