Black And White Flag

A poem about being afraid to speak

I never had a silver tongue,

My words shuffled awkwardly as if they didn't belong,

They should have been striding confidently through the crowds.

Feeling fearless, feeling invincible

This wasn't the case, this isn't the case.

There's time for change 

The time will race to the finish

Before you get a chance to jump the gun,

But you didn't have to,

You could have but you were stopped

By the jagged edge.