Until…

The screams inside
is a pressure cooker
built from smiles, accepting
lies, injustice, corruption
believing I’m alone
until…

…until something
stirs the air

voice of thousands
on every street
calling out in protest
against the emperor
who with lack of clothes
duped us all.

Banksy, Beit Sahour, Palestine, 2005.

Today Punam hosts dVerse Quadrille and the word to use in a 44 word poem is protest.

August 24, 2026

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