Sometimes in this life, you’ll come across people who want to bring you down. To place you lower than themselves, denigrate, control your voice, mute your sound. They may be able to control within a certain realm, where cavalry and royalty exist where they live, but they cannot snatch the fight from you, your opportunity to present your facts, to fervently express, to succinctly speak. Perhaps you’re unaccepted in their built-up kingdom, but the fact of the matter is, I’m not sinking, I don’t need saving. Am I a pesky person for sharing on and on at length, confessions in the form of poetry, blunt or flowery, sometimes thicker than timber, facts to be saved, learned or relived? Is this a crime or sin? I shan’t allow the silencing to have any ill effect, if I’m not welcome, I’m unwelcome, an ironic fact this is. I shall carry on, carry on, I don’t need to share when words are halted by others, I’ll accept the apparent ruse, and right the wrongs by continuing to share as I see fit, I have my own space for poetic compositions and tunes. © 2020 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved. Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay
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