but they still talk about the Trumpist base
all ‘bout the base, not justice,
but some of that Trumpist base are fascists
it’s ’bout that base, ’bout that base, not justice
it’s all ’bout that base, ’bout that base …
Tag: justice
Dear Antisemite; a poem for Holocaust Memorial Day
The poem below is the first of a collection it has taken me a long time to share. I’ve not been sharing my work broadly for a while, both for health reasons and the sense of being silenced. Enough said on that one. This Holocaust Memorial Day I am sharing this. It is actually being…
Songs of Poppies Revisited
This Remembrance Sunday I am attaching links to two past posts of mine. On this day I recall all those who died or were injured in body or mind in wars they had no part in starting. I honour those who stood and fell against the forces of fascism from whatever country they hailed from. …
Just Accords
For the families
may past wrongs come to light,
may past wrongs stay past.
Stars Given To The Moon (a poem for Women’s Day)
First, Majesty made sun and moon Equal luminaries, a sky to crown, Legend says Majesty spoke with the moon Who said no two could wear one crown, Majesty, some say, decreased the moon, The sun, it seemed, was left to wear the crown, Majesty, tales say, ministered to the moon By giving her…
Burning Injustices
we will
with our will, ease
these dangers and perils;
we will burn these injustices.
SECURING A BITTER FUTURE!
*Please note this was written when Theresa May was Home Sectretary, and I was an interfaith women’s worker fighting for the rights of women under threat of deportation at risk of their lives. So, she was not a favourite human. The below is about specific, I believe dangerous legislation she was pushing through under the…
Seed and Stone
It is the equinox of seeds and reaping Gathered apples and pumpkin gourds, All being conceived, even in our sleeping, Of honeyed hoards we taste the sweet We greet, light and dark in each greeting, Now is time of balance, equity, justice, Dwindling and abundance dance hand in hand, Now time to set right wrongs…
Air
I lost my breath, they did not care, I could not breathe, they did not care When I was twice bereft and in despair,Those I had fought for, worked for,With little payment, resource, respect,Support, against so many shades of war,Domestic violence, detention, neglect, I lost my breath, they did not care,I could not breathe, they…
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch 