A silent song

05 Feb 2020

menoh
The songbird’s notes are stifled
Hidden by the bars of the cage,
Songs that should be of beauty
Are nothing but screams of rage.

His feathers once full of luster
Have lost their magnificent hue,
But you don’t see the shade of drab, 
As master you haven’t a clue. 

The bars keep him physically imprisoned
And you control what he sings,
A heart once joyous and lyrical
Now broken as you clipped his wings.

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menoh

menoh

I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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