INTERNAL DISCUST

by GINA ARCIERI - Not entered

Emotions sit like lead sinkers 
at the bottom of otherwise empty bellies
that cling to the bony ribs
of those who possess the greatest hunger.

Winds stir like barbed wire
through the core of so many hollow shells
that blow away the fragile souls
of those who know only coldness.

Fear grips with violent anger
at the throats of those with the thinnest necks
and strangles all voices
of those who are willing to be silent.

Silver tears strike the palms
of those who dare not reach any further.

Reason for writing:

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Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1999-01-28 10:21:35
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:51
Poem ID: 51642

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