When a Three-Minute Writing Challenge Turns Into One Minute Poem
Keeping the peace at all cost
means peace is lost
to a sincere
respect for fear.
Smoothing over hurt, anger, hate –
Just see and wait.
These shadowed oppressions need voice.
I choose this choice.
No more hiding.
(Note: The Minute Poem consists of 12 lines, 60 total syllables formatted into 3 stanzas of 8, 4, 4, 4 syllables each, with each pair of lines rhyming. Isn’t that fun?)