Ignored Into Submission Poem by Mary Champion
Ignored Into Submission
The word-spring has withered.
There is nothing more to say -
nothing I haven't said before -
a dozen times,
a dozen ways.
And no one ever listened.
The stream of inspiration is dehydrated.
I still own the rage,
the fear
the heartache,
but their voices are stilled.
No point trying to make a point
when no one ever listens.
Wednesday, February 19, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: inspiration,voices
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