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Imprisonment
If I
Plead innocent
“Let them go!”
All the words stuck behind
Lipstick walls
And memories jailed inside
Eyelid bars
Would you unlock the chains
That bind abuse
In metallic link?
Would you guard the cell, with your life?
Or would you be the judge that sentences the death penalty?
For who’s the prisoner, and who’s imprisoning?
Plead innocent
“Let them go!”
All the words stuck behind
Lipstick walls
And memories jailed inside
Eyelid bars
Would you unlock the chains
That bind abuse
In metallic link?
Would you guard the cell, with your life?
Or would you be the judge that sentences the death penalty?
For who’s the prisoner, and who’s imprisoning?
Published 18th Feb 2022
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2nd Apr 2022 2:41pm
Very poignant reflection, Travelingfairy. Abuse likes to sew the mouth shut of words as a form of control. But the eyes leak the overflow and reveal the truth.
While I realize this isn't a NaPo entry, I wanted to let you know that you've started solidly, and I look forward to reading your offerings.
While I realize this isn't a NaPo entry, I wanted to let you know that you've started solidly, and I look forward to reading your offerings.
