Speak No Evil
Speak No Evil
As I sit enjoying the penumbra of the crepuscular sky,
Suddenly all hell breaks loose, as I hear a sonorous cry.
“I have no room for jealousy or a cynical upheaval!”
With exuberant energy, my quick response, yet, I Speak No Evil!
Matters not the visceral thought behind this desultory exchange,
All minds clear, with visual halcyon recall, of an opulent coastal range.
Written By: Sarita A Milliner © 2/2/16
Copyright © Sarita Milliner | Year Posted 2016
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