Disobedience - Thishe Bennett
Disobedience,
An intolerable act
Defiance,
The tactic of a child
Turned into a beautiful form of crying, screaming, or yelling.
Disobedience,
An unseeming account
From day job’s workers
To retaliations and unpaid brokers
Disobedience,
Defiance,
A king who was always so tyrant.
Corrupt governments
and unjust laws
Broken pieces and disheveled halls.
Disobedience in me
Raised the question of uncertainty.
Protested jobs and a protested voice
The dark color windows blacken
For there is something that mustn’t be seen.
That must be disobedience for me…
For disobedience is the unwritten key to mortality.
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