Get rid of the pain
No need to be a surgeon.
Open your heart wide.
Rip your pain away.
And if no soul can help carrying it,
Put it somewhere,
Anywhere,
But elsewhere.
Put it beneath rhymes and similes
Put it under "Dear Diary"
Put it on do, re, mi, fa, sol.
Put it on alto and soprano.
Put it on ballet or hip-hop
Put it on canvas or sketch books
Put it on hymns and psalms
Put it on the top of the steeple
Put it on crunches and planks
Put it with your fist on the wall.
Put it through tears on your pillow.
As long as it is smoewhere safe,
Get rid of your pain.
This poem is about:
My community
My country
Our world
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