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Emotionless poem

Jade Gibson


I am learning not to have emotions

It is better that way,

not to swear at students

who pay fees to learn, then try

to avoid learning anything at all,

to stare with glazed eyes

at faces begging for money in streets,

not get angry at governments

for inequality, non-service delivery, and corruption

and not want to blow Parliament up.

I am learning to ignore

all the things that used to matter to me.

People will like me more,

my friends will accept me,

I will become popular,

I will only talk about sitcoms and adverts

I will become cool,

not bitter

or sarcastic

like this poem,

which is not sarcastic

at all.


Featured at The Red Wheelbarrow on 5 July 2022


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