POEM – SHOUT
Stretched horizontally, from back to front,
Across the larynx they vibrate over and beyond,
Modulating the flow of hot air being expelled,
Belting the over bearing chaos withheld,
Deep from inside those acid filled lungs during phonation,
Expelling the licking flames of damnation,
Just saying no is not enough, sometimes.
It needs to be screamed out, sometimes.
They have hear you clearly with zero doubt, sometimes….
My words with art by @davidlscholes