Free Verse

I Just Want To Go On A Walk

January 17, 2026

Power reeks when planted in the wrong hands.

Sometimes people are blind, I can't understand.

How there's all of this talking,

but more refusal to take a stand.

Down the sidewalk I enjoy walking,

side by side with those I call my friend.

But by the time we're done talking,

the darker have disappeared off the land.

Men in mask haunt the roads, stalking

papers and identification, they command.

Heads into windows they're bashing,

I fear the violence may never come to an end.

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▾ This Poem's Voice

Blends personal observation with abstract commentary on power, corruption, social injustice.

Dense clustering of ideas: power corruption, blindness, inaction, violence, fear compressed tightly.

Overwhelmingly negative: darkness, fear, violence, haunting, bashing convey despair and dread.

Intense kinetic language: stalking, bashing, command; urgent rhythm and violent imagery throughout.

Approximately 12 lines; falls within 7-15 line range.

Metaphor (power reeks), personification (darkness disappeared), some plain declarative statements mixed in.

Primarily lyric-personal voice ('I enjoy,' 'I fear') but shifts toward dramatic observation of external violence.

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