Poetry From Lucy Webster

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This week we fea­ture poetry from eight­een year old stu­dent and act­iv­ist Lucy Web­ster, an excit­ing new voice in the poetry com­munity. Aside from being a great writer, Lucy is also work­ing to improve access to vot­ing booths so more people can have their voices heard. To hear more of her work, both in writ­ing and in polit­ics, check out Lucy’s blog at http://topicalcreativity.blogspot.co.uk

Yes, You

Who do you think you are
to pum­mel me like rolled pastry
and to flat­ten me into forgiving?

To bake me so brittle that I crumble
into insig­ni­fic­ance you can sweep up
as you gaze dumbly at the TV.

I will rise like you have nev­er risen
taller prouder – better.
You would­n’t believe what I can do.

What do you take me for?
I am not to be taken.

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