The Scarecrows Poem by RIC BASTASA

i have been wanting to say
everything
yes everything from the most trivial
to the most important
those subdued
those concealed
those that beat in protest
those that can even kill me
or us
because we have been too meek
because we have been to subservient
to the dictates of restraints

look at us
emaciated with suppression
too guilty about unused freedoms
of tools shining inside the cabinets
of some disguises

look at us
we are less human
our mouths thin out
our ears sealing the orifices
of truth
our minds are nothing but plains
without grass
ourselves
scarecrows in the fields