Poem - The Intrusive Gathering

The Intrusive Gathering

Copyright Sharon R. Poet 6-28-2026

 Ravens screeched a steady warning

In the early hours this morning.

Then they gathered all around me

Snooping and imposing to see,

Revving engines - making noise

While I hide in silent poise,

Expanding their feigned show

Where the wild clovers grow.

One drew close just to bash -

Implying that I am "trash."

 I waited for them to leave

In the burrow where I grieve

For the freedoms we have lost,

For how much their hate has cost.

😒

This poem, like most of the ones I write, depicts my reality. It was a dangerous morning, followed by yesterday's two death threats, one issued by a puppet who walked by loudly saying, "found dead," and one issued through a message on the web, which said, "choose life and blessings over waiting in a short line for death." Its the usual racket; basically claiming that if I am silent, or if I leap out of my life and into their snare, I will be "blessed" and if I don't they will kill me. I replied to the maga one on the web, saying, "YOUR THREAT DOES NOT SCARE ME. I'D RATHER DIE STANDING UP FOR WHAT IS RIGHT, THAN LIVE IN OBEDIENCE UNDER THE CONTROL OF HEARTLESS TYRANTS."
   I actually am scared, especially since I sensed a severe danger warning this morning. just before being literally swarmed by dozens of people.  A group of them hung out by my car for about an hour. I hope they didn't do anything to it. Time will tell.
   I was and am scared, but I meant the rest of what I said with every fiber of my heart and soul... "I'D RATHER DIE STANDING UP FOR WHAT IS RIGHT, THAN LIVE IN OBEDIENCE UNDER THE CONTROL OF HEARTLESS TYRANTS." And in fact, this is why I am still here - this is why I am still alive.