Sunday, January 12, 2014

Embracing Sadness 

I am holding tight the neck of a happiness and choking it in an effort to silence it .
It feels like the futile excercise of  closing the mouth of little children and holding them still when they play and shriek too much . The resraint  souring their spirit and building rebellion in them .. 

Have to hold  tighter ,
The mouth of this shrieking child
I know  it is harmless 
These expressions of joy 
She is playing her lonely game 
of hide and seek with herself 
But the noise she make 
May disturb the elders 

So....

She has to be silenced 
Her game has to stop 
They disturb the serenity 
Of those who matter-

Have to make the hold tighter 
and tighter ..
The restraint is souring her spiriit
And growing rebellion in her .
The wrath boiling in her 
Is  gathering her stock of obscenities 
To lash out  the moment  she is able to take a breath 

Have to hold, tighter and tighter.
To choke her and to silence her ..
And to finish her ..

She IS unwanted 


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