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All Over Again

Isn't the sea a fist with the earth inside?
When capped with white outrage and egged by roars,
waves can corkscrew through breakwaters with ease.
 
After the frothing, it disappoints though,
the roar vanishes, apologetic,
it cedes the sea to ship horns and seagulls.
 
We forget what we fought for, to march anew
is new, not remembered, but we will roar
once more, we are capped again with outrage,
 
there are ships to upend, dictatorships,
islands to reach, children to feed, after
the end of every ebb, like the sea, we heave,
 
we hope to win a beachhead, perhaps an inch
more of the shore, with every wave, open
a few more minds before we have to do it again.
Written by Alviola
Published | Edited 24th Feb 2023
Author's Note
DEMOCRACY isn't something you launch and let be. lt is tended to, watched over, nursed when ill, defended when threatened, and then bequeathed to guardians and believers.

My words and voice; photos by Pixabay
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