#NaPoWriMo -4- Untitled For The Next Name

The poems have been written.
Chants spoken;
Yelled;
Whispered is wide hallways,
Behind closed doors.
The conversation happened.
Elections won.
“Progress made”.

I am still dead.

Sleep was rehearsal for the big day
When protests knew my name.

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