that was their true purpose
to let me shut my beak
forever
but at least it won’t be there
they should have known my life was planned
long before they could even think of
the art of writing or its lack
which only they could present
in the linchpin environment
ludicrously lynching my larynx
so, I won’t say a word no more
about anyone
who can read my words
this is the statement I just made
why they never understand?
why they get angry with no cause?
when all I ever wanted was just
write about the issue or person
shouldn’t the world be built this way
that we can say whatever we want
to strike a conversation with a few?
to reach richer meaning
than this life shovelled to the surface
as if we were clearing
snow from the driveway
do you all really want to stay
on the same level, never deeply submerged?
not knowing more? fine
it won’t be uttered
only carefully thought out
in the presence of my own person
who will appreciate the truth for once
and not just pretty words
dressed to impress
without anyone wishing to watch it closely
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November 2022
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About the Creator
Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
Where the wild roses grow full of words...
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Truth and pretty words! I'm still reading and loving your work!