they turn away
they scream go away
they mock and jeer
to infect her with fear
working to scare her,
daring her
to speak against
to contradict,
their stones and swords
their iron fence,
their evil greed
born of bitter seed
and lifelong malice
poisoning their chalice,
“how can it be,”
she whispers to their ears
“that of true love
you are still so in fear?”
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Comments (3)
It's so baffling, right. Loved your poem!
Such tension! Stifling really! Great poem, Kayleigh!
Fabulous writing! Go gurl! 💪🏾