PUSH

The fault of humankind

The powerlessness of womenfolk

To lose consciousness

When supreme effort is sued

The failure to recall all that once nestled

In and steadfastly against beating hearts

The pain of the PUSH tents

Groans of sacrifice

Hope for all and all

Short not of reasons

But sweats from conscious PUSH for air

Broken blood flows

Ceasing milk streams

The force within grow weaker

PUSH!!!!!

PUSH! for the fault in us

PUSH! for action

To witness

Say nothing

Do nothing

Is factually the final ‘PUSH’ for the power of evil