In the places we must keep silent In the places we must keep silent; There is no mobility for nobility, Lips sown together in silence by words and Hidden Passage ways. Cognition has no authority here; These gains developed no room for Mercy, Those gains however thrive on Exploitation. Migration of wanton messages are received by specific Segments of the Past and a forgotten population. Who whispered in the in the stairwell? The secret kept the boiling pot stirring; The match was lit. Names are called by fear unwilling to accept accountability for Their Acts of Treasons; These acts painted by anxiety and incited fortitude. You refused to stand up and communicate with YOURSELF in The mirror. Was the sword double –edged? You ran away to a dream umbrellaed by a nightmare. You screamed at the future for it mimicked POSIBILITIES, You saved your non- reality for your reality is REAL to you. Kidnapped and Borrowed; Who is or is the question what is? Is it ok to catch the bad guy? Are you inclined to sip the TRUTH? Poured out of a bottle? Does it pour slowly like aged bourbon? Thoughts own a place they labor and seek asylum. One could never understand the journey; Is it a destination employed by unwanted feelings? We find comfort in secrets for they keep our minds alive In places we must hide in, January 22, 2015 @ T. McGregor
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