I’m bored. The world’s burning. Let’s write.

A poetry challenge—no filters, no likes, no gods.

Just drop your wildest, rawest, most unhinged words.

Existence is the theme. Challenge the system.

Use metaphor. Use madness. Use silence if you have to.

Here’s mine:

ANOTHER MARTYR

My body has no place for wounds

It sheds blood and I decease as a martyr every day

I have nothing left to sacrifice as a victim of society's wounds

I pray that you hear the silence and my sacred funeral.

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