#WPSD Hunger Strike – a poem by Karen Christie

#WPSD Hunger Strike

by Karen Christie

Knock-Pound-Pound-Knock

The grand double doors at WPSD

Do not have a flashing lights button

So the knock can only summon

Hearing folks.

The knocks are one of the few sounds

They are able to ignore.

Inside

Without sound,

There is no language.

 

A new day.

Knock-Pound-Pound-Knock

The school windows now have blackout curtains

They refuse to look

At the starving Deaf bodies

On their doorstep

Inside

They refuse to see

The young Deaf bodies

Starving too.

 

Knock-Pound-Pound-Knock

The strikers

Have been hungering

For days, and days, and days

Mostly for a response, a dialogue.

Mostly for the children, their/our future.

 

Inside

The adults at WPSD

Feed them all only

long moments of silence and neglect.

 

And whose soul here

is truly

in the most

mortal danger?

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