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r_snail52's review
adventurous
emotional
fast-paced
4.0
Absolutely gorgeous, difficult, interesting poetry to read- I adore its cohesive structure back to the same overarching narrative - please read this book
izzy3821's review
5.0
Such beautiful writing. She makes you relate to every character and the darkness of their lives. We really do need to wake up and mend our planet and all other parts of a life. Such a poetic political statement.
humphreads's review
3.0
the song / poem Breaks will never ever not have a hold on me. stupidly good.
p.s. read this in one, with no distractions. you're welcome.
p.s. read this in one, with no distractions. you're welcome.
marureviere's review
3.0
I read this without initially knowing that it was written by a rapper? Now it kinda makes sense since I was totally envisioning Eminem rapping while I was reading it lol. Anyway, powerful stuff. Real and very raw.
kumipaul's review
5.0
Ok, the book (the poem, song, rap....whatever you want to call it) was good on its own, but when read alongside the author's performance of it on YouTube or wherever you can see it, it is remarkable. She totally brings the characters to life in all their darkness and hopelessness, and she leaves us with hope at the end. Quite excellent.
yellowcloudintrousers's review
4.0
4.5 //
"There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love" (John, 4:18)
And life's just a thing that he does
He rolls over, cold pillow, warm body
At the end of his tether, as usual, he breathes softly
He burrows down deep, and he closes his eyes
And he thinks, "Is this really what it means to be alive?"
When we gonna see that life is happening?
And that every single body bleeding on its knees is an abomination
And every natural being is making communication
And we’re just sparks, tiny parts of a bigger constellation
We’re miniscule molecules that make up one body
You see the tragedy and pain of a person that you’ve never met
Is present in your nightmares, in your pull towards despair
And the sickness of the culture, and the sickness in our hearts
Is a sickness that’s inflicted by this distance that we share
Now, it was our bombs that started this war
And now it rages far away
So we dismiss all its victims as strangers
"There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love" (John, 4:18)
And life's just a thing that he does
He rolls over, cold pillow, warm body
At the end of his tether, as usual, he breathes softly
He burrows down deep, and he closes his eyes
And he thinks, "Is this really what it means to be alive?"
When we gonna see that life is happening?
And that every single body bleeding on its knees is an abomination
And every natural being is making communication
And we’re just sparks, tiny parts of a bigger constellation
We’re miniscule molecules that make up one body
You see the tragedy and pain of a person that you’ve never met
Is present in your nightmares, in your pull towards despair
And the sickness of the culture, and the sickness in our hearts
Is a sickness that’s inflicted by this distance that we share
Now, it was our bombs that started this war
And now it rages far away
So we dismiss all its victims as strangers