our hearts and voices will be free



This poem marked an anniversary; it’s dedicated to all those who are unjustly silenced. All things pass. Our day will come. Our hearts will be free. Our voices will be heard. When lies are told, the truth unfolds. Even if it takes lifetimes. 

hearts in jars

a short poem  by punkie

two years ago
fine lies were told
they crush me to this day

then prison bars
put hearts in jars
dead silent i did stay

grave harm was done
to more than one
those scars will never fade

but truth is gold
as time unfolds
all debts will be repaid

© Susan Macaulay 2015. I invite you to share this link 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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