Poetry

No Context

Written by Jacob Ibrag

“It’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.” Cryptic.

No context. Coming into the psyches of hundreds.

Mitosis. Sleepless nights plagued within interpretations.

Pregnant. Too late. Meaning takes hold and waits. No one to

confirm or deliver its claim. It’s a sin to kill a mockingbird,

ignorance is bliss. Bystanders can not be blamed for

anything, or at least that’s what they believe.


Photo by Bruno van der Kraan

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1 comment on “No Context

  1. But, by being a bystander, doing nothing, we had secondhandly, cause something awful to happen to someone else…

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