Untitled Dark Poem #8

Smile

they said

such a pretty girl

lips of rosy red

honey’ed hair

eyes

blue deep

seen only beneath the waves

a mermaid

dressed as such

upon a rock

none see

tears

tracking through dusty paint

chains

lichen covered

blend with plaster rock

none know

captive

not

freedom bound

lies told

by men

wanting to own

to scorn

lay beneath

breathe

wait

time will come

knives will be placed

justice will be served

those men shall fall

before you

on their knees.

©April 22/21

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