Octopus

Octopus arm 
circumventing mind
reaching soul
through media
lulled eyes
dreaming sex appeal
and riches
sleeping at a wheel
pulled by strings.
Women in clothes
designed to reveal
layers of make up
to conceal
with strength of men
fighting to gain rights
a life to abort
without a thought
as an object exploited.
Men likewise
in satin attire
urged to be feminine
when they know they are not
hiding grief
passing baton on
octopus lies
not daring resist.
Arise from the dust
with an eagle flight
shake off the snake  
into the flame and shout:
We are not afraid
we are men and women of faith!
Love means 
Never having to say
I am afraid.

Tenth Place: Brian Strand-All Yours-1/18/21
Ninth Place: Lewis Raynes- Modern Vanity-7/23/17
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Borke Avatar
August 15, 2017 at 10:39 AM
Genius metaphor
Rodrigues Avatar
July 24, 2017 at 10:40 PM
Congrats, Frances!
Allison Avatar
July 24, 2017 at 8:27 AM
Octopus arms is very apt :-) congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx
Raynes Avatar
July 23, 2017 at 11:33 PM
Congratulations Frances, octopus arms on everything, great write.
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