Myrica Price shares 2 of her poems, written as part of her classes at Scattergood Friends School, for pre-worship enrichment with Eau Claire Quakers on 4/20/2025.

Despisals of 2025 

Never again to despise the trash filled allies lined with overflowing dumpsters 
As if our own minds aren't overfilled and decomposing 
As if one of us is really better than the other 

Never again to despise the children who fill their empty stomachs with over processed food stolen from clearance isle 
Nor shall we despise the mother who is overworked and underpaid- 83 cents compared to the dollar that her children's father makes although he dodges every financial responsibility 

Never again to despise the teens filling their empty stomachs with whiskey and their already smoke filled lungs from the cities with manufactured chemicals 
As if those children don't just need love 
Lost in a world filled with anger and hatred if anyone thinks, looks, or acts differently

Rain

The sweet smell of the spring rain was interrupted 
With the iron smell of our blood mixing – the same way the soil and rain mixed 
We were sick 
We were hungry 

We were angry 
Hatred poured out of our hearts causing the violence 
We had become no better than the people oppressing us 

The sweet smell of the spring rain was interrupted 
With the rain of bullets and shrapnel 
We were still sick 
We were still hungry 
We were still angry 
The way that we looked at eachother was weary 
We knew there was no point in being mad at one another 
We knew it wasn't our fault