Nothing Will Change The World

For Fiona, and every other guardian of nothing.

Nothing Will Change The World

You told us to stop writing and start doing
because our words mean nothing,
our voices mean nothing,
and nothing we say will change the world.
Nothing will convince the sun
that she should set on golden shoulders and rise
falling over battlefields exploding with something.
Oh, but darling you don’t understand how nothing
has burrowed deep into our lungs, sprouted
and crawled sideways up the length of our necks,
kicking its heels into the back of our throats,
to dance upon a gagging silence.
Nothing was sown into the walls of our mouths,
planted beneath our tongues long before
you ever decided to be so wrong.
We are filled to bursting with nothing,
and nothing bursting is a dangerous thing indeed.
Nothing has incited riots, violent quaking change
erupting on the heels of so much nothing.
With little more than nothing the blind can see,
the world can taste red,
and we can make you weep for your very soul.
We are the guardians of nothing
and nothing we shall unleash onto you.

© Nicole Lyons 2017

17 thoughts on “Nothing Will Change The World

  1. I cannot read a poem of Nothing without thinking with love of Richard Fariña’s “Little Nothing Poems” included in the posthumous collection of his writings, “Long Time Coming and a Long Time Gone.” This one expresses a similar understanding. ❤

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