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Silent Poison
The silence stuns the sound,
points its finger at the hand
that feeds and drips
the poison into the breast
of the woman tightly
clasping the new-born baby
that no-one wants to own.
Turning our heads away
from the frightful and unsightly,
afraid to cross the threshold
into the fresh bold life
that could change our vision,
open our minds,
lead us into genesis.
...Monday 21st October 2019 10:55 am
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