Enough.

Essentially tough. Exponentially rough.

Some huff and puff; see their lives taken from them in cuffs.

But, amongst all this stuff, one; anyone, everyone, must rise wearing an extraordinary, invisible ruff to cover their scuffs.

Enough.

All some know is puff, puff, puff and to make others feel as they feel, guff.

Wrapped in a lie of mystery worn on their face, their hands, their legs painted, in all of that ink stuff.

Attempts to escape, yet frozen, from their vile tones and their piercing sough.

Enough.

The spirit of goodness, the spirit of flame ignites, who else is going to call the evil on it’s bluff?

Enough is enough.

Poem by Katheryn Aileen McCaulla

Art work Enough is signed by @ADAMFU.  and currently located in Brooklyn at Bedford–Stuyvesant.