A poem that talks about the social injustices with p.o.c. (this is my poem, so please respect it, and don't be direspectful. Thank you (´◡`)

“Stained Glass”

By Zahara Neely

The world is like

a snow globe, 

one wave or rush 

would turn it upside down. 

Except this happens

all the time in our world of color.

Our world is like

a tsunami,

extremely long waves

and sudden displacement.

The uncertainty

of the shallow water

setting a tide 

that will make our world

collide and come crashing down. 

Once it comes down,

disoriented 

with no sense of direction 

like a hurricane,

in solidarity with ourselves 

to pick up what’s left 

and try to rebuild 

the broken and shattered pieces. 

We try to hold on,

to what is left and

cling on to that dim light

to what hopes of
a visible world

that is not murky 

and painted unclear