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Eskephor

Spokes of the Silenced

Poem

When can we get some silence,

for the people who feel broken,

cast a net and reel in violence,

muting those who are outspoken,

wheel turned blue from forced compliance,

those who spoke damned to the spoke’s kin,

and we haven’t heard back for a while since.

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The endless leads we walk, fractured identity.

The fruitless seeds we sow, so patiently.

The worthless reads we stalk, procured no I in Me.

The hopeless weeds we grow, no personality.

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Silently picking up pieces

of what we have tried to be, but

quietly making up peace is

harder than it has to be, so

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Kick up your feet and just run with it

pick up the peace and just piece it in

stick up your cleats and just find a fit

for all of those who spoke, damned to the spoke’s kin.

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Posted Nov 1, 2022, 12:41 AM UTC

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