I will not tolerate intolerance! She screams at those
Who brandish their dulled blades in religious fervor,
Clanging and sparking, roaring dominance.
The gentle she hits from behind, tumbling one by one,
Falling like feathers.
Wheeling around, radiating power.
The belligerent she fights, fire with fire, scorching already callused skin.
Can she even remember when this began?
The ozone layer! She pleads and cries to the passerby,
Eyes open wide in desperation.
Sympathy flows towards the young innocent lamenting.
Cold angry whirlwinds of thoughts behind the beauty, unseen,
She daintily sipping water with a pinky raised.
Greenpeace! The rainforest!
When the last traces of dusk leave the sky she turns to go home,
Wrapping her coat around her as she tosses her cup into the nearest trashbin,
Shielding her face from the wind.
Through hordes of Them, head held high, she marches past,
Deeply resenting the looks and stares,
Scowling with her blackened lips as she mentally recites her rights.
Metal jangles to the steady rhythm of her footsteps, loud and ringing
Thuds of boot on brick. Glaring at those who would meet her eyes,
She leaves a moment of silence in her wake.
What to make of her?
So that's my go at poetry.
Note: The character “Carolina" comes from a song by the New Radicals called "Jehovah Made This Whole Joint For You." She belongs to them. The poetry is mine.