She was pushed and punched before getting to her destination.
she fell to the ground
forced to kiss Mother Earth.
She bled from her nose and full lips
raining her life force onto blades of grass and daffodils.
Old and walked over,
kicked in the back
and spat upon,
she was laughed at and became sport for alley cats and stray dogs.
As time passed she tried to stand
to take another step
only to loose her footing
when the ground was removed.
But, as the day moved along,
with the sun rising and setting along the horizon,
she, in the shadow of a day soon to end,
casted her ballot for the candidate she only knew
Then she turned for home.
Beaten back and bruised,
the only one victimized by her dreams for freedom.
Election Day by Shazza Nakim
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