Social Justice Poetry

Erosion | A Social Justice Poem by Guy Farmer

Dust accumulating,
Unperceived at first,
Difficult to clean
Once it’s past a
Certain point.

A gradual erosion of
The riverbank by
A changing current,
Carving away
Vital ground.

Change settles in,
Water warming to a boil,
Unwitting shift in attitude,
Things have always been
This way.

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