shhhhhhhh: mum’s the word

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Susan shhhh small

 

mum’s the word

a poem by punkie

 

quick lies on your lips

make swift fingertips

tell the truth of

bitter subsistence

 

while justice remiss

betrayed with a kiss

failed proof in the court

of first instance

 

she who was here

deleted by fear

defaced and erased

from existence

 

stays in the wings

to silently sing

do-re-me without

proper assistance

 

mum’s the word now

no longer allowed

to punish my

passive resistance

 

yet deep in cut throats

choke rebel-like quotes:

the heart is the soul

of persistence

 

Notes:

© Susan Macaulay 2015. I invite you to share the links widely, but please do not reprint or reblog or copy and paste my poems into other social media without my permission. Thank you.

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