Unlock
This deadlock
Of flailing democracy
Before we’re locked inside
A falling fortress time forgot
Half our number failing to perceive
We are becoming what we are not
A thing our future won’t believe
Warped by horrors of austerity
Fragmented by painful pride
Becoming dark histories
The public outcries
No alibis
For lies
Unmet
Needs
Breed
Crimes
Lines
At foodbanks to feed
Lives
Identities redefined
Maligned
This is oppression’s seed
Partition and hypocrisy
Please heed and unlock
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
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Word-weaver and artist. I'm Co-founder of Nott Normal; a Nottinghamshire based independent accessible, adaptive and gently provocative arts collaboration. Resident story-weaver for set of virtual Cottage in the Woods courses by Yelala from late autumn 2020, early Spring 2021. My writing and art have recently been part of Poems on Prescription, the National Museum of Justice's (UK) acclaimed Letters of Restraint, and The National Holocaust Memorial Centre's (UK) What is Testimony? Art and written work has appeared in various independent publications including LeftLion, Miknaf Haaretz, and Proliterat. I'm a warrior of various disabilities and chronic illnesses with an MA in Human Security (Peace and Human Development). I've worked in creative conflict resolution, sustainability & interfaith work. I stood for parliament (& local gov) in 2015, getting 9.9%, in the top 20 national results for the party. I've since left politics unless you count negotiating between three cats and a laptop. I love animals, my favourite humans, wild landscapes, accessible cities and the sea.
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