I want my righteous fury back

I want the world to stop

I want to have the time to think

About all those on top.

 

I want the world to just collapse

Beneath the weight I feel

The constant questioning, querying voices

Asking if my experience is real.

 

I want the world to all hold hands

I want to smile and laugh

But life is not a meme

And death is not a graph.

 

I want to find reform 

To learn, forgive, forget

But every time I tried to talk

You said “it’s not time yet”.

 

And so my righteous fury

The anger in my heart

Is based in sadness ‘cause this world

Was always torn apart.

 

I want my righteous fury back

And with it I want my words

This might the best chance in my life

To voice all my concerns.

 

Instead I keep my tongue

I watch, I sit, I wait

It’s very hard to see the hope

When you feel it’s all too late.

 

So every day I search for hope

I search for words to say

And every day I hope the need

For fury goes away.