Desparatus

By Manuel Ortega Abis

I was not angry,
But my body curled up into a fist
To beat darkness
To its own death.

I was not lonely,
But my ears kept on ringing
To call attention
To a threnody of justice.

I was not afraid,
But my eyes saw the light at the end
Of a tunnel
Of a gun.

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