For today’s prompt, write a simmer down poem. This could be a poem about cooking, about calming down, about taking it easy. You get to simmer down in your own way. '
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BOILING POINT
by John Yeo
The aggression was incredibly infectious
As the demonstrators made their point.
With banners unfurled, chanting together,
Everyone united as followers of the cause.
A car was upended and exploded in flames,
Then a house brick shattered a window.
Shouting slogans, the demonstrators formed
A wall of aggressive unwarranted outrage.
The authorities called in the police and the army
Anything to to establish control.
Forming unbroken ranks, with protective shields
They herded and faced the protestors down.
Amid the chaos of looting, fighting and arson,
The struggle erupted and spread.
A volcano of protest exploded and peaked.
To the boiling point of emotional stress.
The authorities began to take some control
The face-down began to turn things around.
The leaders of the rebels were under arrest
Leaving the last protestors to simmer down.
The chaotic outrage brought under control,
After much violence in the city streets
The last of the ambulances left the scene.
The protest had finally run out of steam.
Copyright © Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.
by John Yeo
The aggression was incredibly infectious
As the demonstrators made their point.
With banners unfurled, chanting together,
Everyone united as followers of the cause.
A car was upended and exploded in flames,
Then a house brick shattered a window.
Shouting slogans, the demonstrators formed
A wall of aggressive unwarranted outrage.
The authorities called in the police and the army
Anything to to establish control.
Forming unbroken ranks, with protective shields
They herded and faced the protestors down.
Amid the chaos of looting, fighting and arson,
The struggle erupted and spread.
A volcano of protest exploded and peaked.
To the boiling point of emotional stress.
The authorities began to take some control
The face-down began to turn things around.
The leaders of the rebels were under arrest
Leaving the last protestors to simmer down.
The chaotic outrage brought under control,
After much violence in the city streets
The last of the ambulances left the scene.
The protest had finally run out of steam.
Copyright © Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.
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