Word of the Day Challenge #109-Untitled Poem

Jingle jangle
soft bells
toll the passing grace
motley dressed
purples
blacks
white
harlequin faced
tongue be torn
a good place to let
secrets lay.
Into corner pulled
ear twisted
one up
one down…..
he did this
he did that
help me to shine
what should I do
help me with all the lies?
Time beribboned
forward
backward
twisted
curved
seems as though lived through yesteryear
the games I watch today.
Warned you
truth always remains
burning away
ricketted bridges
spawned from deception
flames errupt
burning thrones
Jester girl
upon flagstones sat
unable to voice my truth.
©August 6/20
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Dark Fated

Sonorous
voice rising
proclaiming
greatness
love
life
liberty
justice
not for all…..
shackles
mace
pain
for those deemed a threat
deemed unfit
incapable of following orders
wanting only to have voices heard
from time ago
still ignored.
Ignorance is not an excuse
lackluster approach
no longer willing are they
to dance to the tune
maddened despot
frothing
spittle spray
braying
no one loves me.
Stand upon the pulpit
hands gesturing
spouting inanities
lies falling
deranged lips
a dream world
lived in
ruled by
tyranny
slowly seeping into reality.
©Aug. 5/20
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