Freddie Oversteengen

Freddie Oversteegen A brave child, Turned Brave woman To fight for country Is courage wrapped in silence Or sometimes in flirtatious words A bullet from a bike, A pamphlet of hate A start to something loud Quiet Which was it A family hidden A nation torn Men who’d touch a teen They deserved it To see blood drip from split skulls Innate horror incarnate Fear- loud, quiet A quickening of breath Why can't I breathe Is that what you felt When you watched the first body fall Disgust, fear What's happening It’s loud, quiet silence Or was it a sick satisfaction Is it sick? They deserved it Didn’t they? What did I just do Dead they’re dead It was necessary I hope.