watching_protest march_

raindrops drip-drop-drip 
on roof as i eat  
words in safety of my home

but i know that smell-
streets crackling-exploding-burning 
with tension-    
                       firestorm

from afar

i wish you energy 
as you walk and let your
                        voices be your drum-
beats, blistering thunder-
claps across
                        mutinous         sky




Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, a poem of 44 words, with the word, VOICE.   My poem is in support of the protest marches happening in other countries like Hong Kong and Russia.