musings
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A balm upon an angry wound A quite impromptu hymn A whisper amongst shouting The silence of the din. A caress amongst the beatings A tear that grazes stone A single bird without a cage A mending of the bone. A sparkle in the velvet A well in barren land A lily in the valley…
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“It takes two to tango” – this is their excuse Yes. A victim and a perpetrator. You make your lofty promises – equality for all, do as you please If you get caught, spew hate in the face of Virtue. Subliminal images and sounds are crystal clear now Your follies, your perversions laid bare for…
Ena Whiteraven 