I knew it before landing in this jungle of well-dressed thorns.
They don’t like people who know better than them. They speak to you as if obliging. They probe further to know your alignment to power bases.
And that man with one eyebrow quizzically raised… I knew it he will walk away after knowing who I am.
It’s a well-protected fortress. They live in perpetual fear of exposure.
Anybody who is not bought or obliged is not aligned. It ensures silence.
They’re afraid of my non-aligned voice. It drives me deeper into silence, till I start writing…
Sunday Writing Prompt, July 18/21 – The Quiet One
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Powerful and true… Amazing piece ♥️
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Thank you, Stephanie!
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The written word often speaks louder than the voice.
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Yes. It is a no-holds-barred activity with no fear of immediate hostile reactions.
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Adore that last line, Reena!
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Thank you, Sarah!
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Truth and in those words, a love the closing line.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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they did expect
aND I did object and detect
the hatred
and so they beat me
and i take names
and faces
and get even
recluse
is not even
close to what i am
truly
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Very true story Reena
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Thank you so much!
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You’re welcome
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