Dangling Anglia – Harry Potter Inspired Poem

Dangling Anglia

Flying high
I see below
people squint and shade their eyes,
in shock,
at me
on display.
I’m not hidden,
refuse to be bid
into insignificance.

The noise behind,
a train comes rushing
the thrill of the chase
but I can’t keep running
away.
I stop,
turn,
rise up.
It rushes by,
I fly.

Battered and bruised
by a whomping tree
I still rock up
to defend
against
inequality.
Millions against one
that’s damn not fair.
Jump aboard
let’s get out of there.

I’ve been dangling,
but I’m not angling
for your pity,
Just your
RESPECT.

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Posted on April 28, 2014, in #am writing (and all things writing related) and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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