The Subject Will Not Be Changed Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I'll keep writing about it in till something changes.
To effect the outcome as if my life and everyone else's depends on it.
Which it does.
Not phased, by the hate, by the misdirection, by non scientific talking points.
A political agenda, an out pouring of propaganda.
Money buys speech platforms.
But not mine.
I will not be silenced or go away quietly.
Causing an uproar defiantly.
Let it be known it matters to me.
Even if I have no children of my own.
In this world sometimes you have go all in to reach those less than convinced.
Let these be my bullets in a war that must be wage.
Let every word, syllable, letter, sentence be my pretense.
Putting out a fire with a tiny rubber hose from just a spoon full of water.
It has to be done, it has to be won.
I won't give up, I won't stray to far.
A point to be made.
Let it be sharp, let be jagged.
Let it leave a lasting impression.
Leave no room for doubt.
Shout it from the rooftops.
Whisper it in passerby ear.
Put it in a love note.
Make it a musical.
Make it theatrical.
Make it the favorite mystery.
Make it scariest horror.
Make it good versus evil.
Line after line.
Truth repeated in every which way.
From midnight till dawn.
Make it part of your god damn lawn.
For if we don't then were all good as gone.
Dying, dead, to the great beyond.
Noble is the cause, but only if we keep lights on.