Don't speak up,
Don't speak out-
Speaking gets you slapped with a censorship gag.
~
Quiet-like mice,
Tiptoe around-
Don't let the "rules" catch and gag anew.
~
On the floor - you,
Scattered in pieces-
Quick, time to clean it up and hide the scene!
~
Hand you the broom,
Pull the rug over-
Time to lift the rug and sweep you under.
~
Now you are broken,
Hiding away-
No one can see you when you're a mouse!
~
Time to flee,
Time to escape-
If you stay here you'll wither away.
~
Hunter hunts mouse,
Mouse becomes cat,
Hunter can't hunt cat 'cause cat ain't a mouse!
~
Now you are free,
Now you can heal,
Time to burn the rug and broom and LET THEM SEE!
About the Creator
Emily Kitty
I'm a writer of fantasy, with a penchant for dark fantasy, and a love of exploring morally grey themes.
I also enjoy writing free-form expressionist poetry as a way to express any mental health struggles I may be experiencing at the time.
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Comments (2)
It symbolizes the journey from silence and oppression to liberation and self-discovery, amazing job, love it, subscribed, thank you very much for sharing!
Oooo, this was extremely powerful! Loved your poem!