I found A new place
For creators of spoken word
Where for a time all else truncates
Events that display crowbars

Of destruction and war
Where the battle for souls
Has spun stormtrooper trolls
Where those marginalized are tarred

Here, all that fades away
At least for an hour or so
While words flow in tears of lakes
I feel accepted for verses sowed

My perceptions my reality
Is not much different
Then, participants speaking with emtioanlity
Emotions are alike, similar, congruent

Where powers that be
Desire to classify
Us into buckets of pieces
With a ranking of best to puree

While our DNA is the same
Our desires are alike
Our human family is contained
As we are a spike

Of Love in our Community

03/09/2025

Author's Note: Demhaj Poetry Lounge In High Point, NC where it is at its essence, devoid of DEI Intolerance.

Posted on 03/09/2025
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