Bitter Authority
Raise your hands
As you walk that line
Raise your hand
You do it all the time
Fall behind as your eyes fill with judgment
Eyes clouded
Eyes red.
Angry eyes
Your head filled with lies
What future do you perceive?
What are these crimes of which
you’ve already convicted me?
Pray tell, how is it that I deceive?
My words - stolen
My mind whirling
How has it come to this?
Oh, please tell me
Where will I find some ambiguity
For your Bitter Authority?
Copyright © Michelle Rensburg | Year Posted 2018
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