Psalm 46 (a spoken word poem)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wm04C-imtlA Note before you start: If you’re thinking of skipping out on the video, don’t. This is meant to be heard aloud, and the words below can only capture a small part of this poem’s full beauty. So go listen to it. Nightmares pluck at my hair, my clothes, my skin, leering Their words are madness and they drown out my hearing They drown out my sight My mind is black with their blight They say, about my freedom,