Nothing Changes (Blank Verse)

Nothing changes, ever. Complacency
and privilege maintain the status quo.
Full moons, eclipses, super moons, spotlight
cycles. Shine bright, it's your turn, Blood-red Moon.
Passages, shifting sands, liminal space
to separation, simply survival.
Consequences of complacency, change.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2019


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