je suis charlie / breathing by Reuben Woolley

I am not a silent poet

i write
in other’s blood
, not in silence . bullets
never closed a mouth
completely
. it is a heritage
& this
is the front line
. where a pen writes
red or black
, we will breathe
and not be silenced
by fanatics or fundamentals
who close a bastard circle

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