Elephant in the Room
A lack of oxygen, a stifled room
A pregnant pause, apparent gloom
Bitter sighs and angry growls
Upon her face "It's not my fault"
His wrinkled brow, "I'm not to blame!"
Past mistakes that hover now
Where pride as tough as elephant skin
Clinch the eyes where tears begin
While those who made a lover's pledge
Now teeter on the razor's edge
Behind closed doors heads shake about
And raging voices mutely shout
Mountains, molehills, vent and spout
Fingers point inside the fist
No one recalls what led to this
Closed minds, resolved, and won't untwist
Raising questions one by one
Old ghosts that dangle, freely spun
A hopeless scene, what's left to gain?
No matter what,....they'll show no shame
What massive figure profoundly looms
as large as elephants in a room?
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2009
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