Angry, Bold Words
Pencils rip holes in the paper,
angry, bold words.
Knuckles turn white as the grip on the pencil tightens,
as the letters created
resemble
angry, bold words.
But, as they come to life,
rioting throughout the page,
their boldness becomes softer,
and their innocence becomes clear.
Angry, bold words no more.
This poem is about:
Me
My country