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Slam Poem

March 19, 2016

Subtext:

It’s everywhere.

It’s in the way you say “I’m a little busy right now”

When what you’re actually saying is:

“I don’t want to talk to you”.

 

The words that mean ‘go away’

Or ‘we don’t want you here’

But are cunningly disguised,

Allowing you to say:

“That’s not what I said”

 

It’s not in what you say, but what you mean.

What is there but is often not seen,

So you can say “it was all a dream,

it’s all in your head…. Drama Queen”.

 

Words.

A smooth flow of casual words surround me.

I drop one in here or there

But if I do so with less of a care,

The way everyone else does, causing a flare

in conversation….

There’s silence.

Thick, awkward, awful silence.

Followed by two words –

An inside joke from which I’m an outsider.

“Phones out.”

 

The subtext is back,

That familiar hidden dagger.

I’d try to defend myself but you’ll knock down my defence

Without dropping that act of innocence

And in a sense it’s just some words

And ‘sticks and stones will break my bones’.

You hide your hate with lighter tones,

But even still, you talk of phones

And all I can think is:

“why did I say that?”

 

If you find yourself wondering if you inspired this poem

then, well…. you probably did.

The innocent man doesn’t ask himself if

he’s the reason for another’s death.

 

“Did I take it too far?” you ask out loud,

a faint smile on your lips to amuse the crowd.

“Maybe a little” comes that amused reply,

they’re not backing me up.

They’re not on my side.

You laugh a little,

Then move on

But this is a loop;

I know what I did ‘wrong’.

 

So I’ll manipulate words

like you manipulate me.

You say in this country that we’re all free

But that doesn’t give you the right

For your anger to take flight

As you start a verbal fight

That’s very much one sided.

 

You want to see a reaction:

Shouting or crying or worse.

Well this is it –

My retaliation comes in verse.

I’ve sat around and let you push me to the brink.

I hope that after hearing this,

It might inspire you to think.

 

We have put an audio copy of Anya's Poem on our Pin Board click here to listen

 

 

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