By Bud Koenemund
This sonnet is an act of resistance;
Creation wrought to defy corruption;
Art standing naked before ignorance;
While, it seems, the world bends toward destruction.
This sonnet is an act of defiance
Against Fascism’s blind obedience –
Hatred, racism, and intolerance.
These words speak for those forced into silence.
This sonnet is an act of protest;
A lament rising above the maelstrom,
As its foul shadow shrouds all in distress,
And one man makes our Republic a kingdom.
This sonnet is
an act of confidence;
A faith time
will excise maleficence.
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