Mute

Mute

A Poem by Claudia MelGregory
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When we suffer in silence

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Mute


How easy to strike a wounded soul
Words that pierce as Zeus’s bolts
 Find my tattered heart
Yet I think not to speak
Under sinking sands of time
 I flail, Unable to breathe
As a child,
Helpless
Drowning in the mire
Yet I think not to speak . . .
 I think not to cry out against that which oppresses me
I think not to scream with rage at injustice
Helpless child that I am
Floundering in a world of dark,
I cannot find my way  
One would think me mute
For I think not to speak.

© 2008 Claudia MelGregory


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Claudia MelGregory
A poem from Heart of Issaras: Fragmented Perceptions

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congrats on the win.... in the best of the worst :o)

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