I’ve done what was asked
Persevered till the last
I have done all this and more
Accomplished each and every chore
Yet more is demanded
I can act only as commanded
I bury any will of my own
Down deep in the dark below
Perhaps one day I shall satisfy
And they may be gratified
They will love me as I them
No longer will I be condemned
Maybe one day I will have a voice
With a loud and mighty noise
I’ll proclaim that I am no one's possession
I will not tolerate further violations and oppression
Ah, and perhaps Arthur shall wake in Avalon?
Pigs will cease to prattle on?
Beautiful dreams; sweet and tender
But I can offer only a mute surrender
So we are at an impasse
And in such a state; nothing may last
Unable to open my mouth
I shall live and die in my house
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Author:
Thomasine Dye (
Offline) - Published: May 31st, 2022 22:53
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Somehow, this made my day. Reading something so emotive and intense. and the lines about mute surrender and even the title, this is just a work of art, really, thank you for writing this
I’m with ATW on this one, a really good poem, thankyou
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