They All Know

Mouths moving
singing,
crying,
raised in condolences
shouting in ire;
shoulder to shoulder
you want to walk.
Faces pointed
primed
frown
wipe away the tear
denounce the evil
knowing
that this is in part your fault;
does it lay uneasy in your heart
or
can you not even see it?
Your hypocrisy
painted
bright colors
swathes against the grey sky
could have…..
changed the tide
could have…..
stayed the charge;
deny
deny
deny…..
tides are changing
waters receding
ugliness bubbling through…..
I see you
I hear you
these platitudes
not the words chosen
when down the party line you voted
recorded
in posterity
when you thought no one would know.
©June 13/21
Picture is my own

Curtain Call

Dejection.

Despair.

Written on my face

as I watch you circle the room

glad handing

compliments reigning down

on all the unsuspecting clowns.

I try to hide the feelings

try to maintain a dignified silence

while inside

my heart breaks.

How can you not notice?

Not realize?

Do you not see the woebegone  look on my face?

I hide myself in the corner

behind a pillared post

tears gathering on my cheeks.

Allowing myself a moment of sadness

before reentering the world stage.

Photo by Nik MacMillan on Unsplash