David Kavanagh Poet Monoku

The Power of Silence

# baptised in fire forced to drink bleach ~ tongue lost for words cancer speaks beneath #


Here comes the man, with unbreakable bones,
A brain of sawdust, muffles out his groans
Simple minded guy, 
statuesque on the eye 
Perhaps none too wise, 
so was chose for sacrifice 

There he goes, old twinkle toes, bobbing along
Never says a crooked word, nor puts a foot wrong 
Upstanding chap, 
til corruption set a trap
Forced to take the rap, 
on him handcuffs slap

Here he comes again, his spine broken and bent 
Never noticed that before, or the sterile scent
Still doesn’t know why, 
for he never told a lie 
Witnessed someone die,
but had no alibi 

There he goes again, blending in with the dark
Can’t stand the spotlight, shows up prison marks
Such indelible stains, 
God knows why they came
Numbers replace his name, 
only a scapegoat remains


By
David Kavanagh

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Valsa George October 5, 2022 at 9:01 AM Despite standing upright and never putting a foot wrong, some people are punished. It is so sad. "til corruption set a trap/ Forced to take the rap/ on him handcuffs slap"..... Great lines beautifully rhyming.... ! Thanks David for your recent visit to my page. David Kavanagh October 5, 2022 at 9:28 AM Heya Valsa, thank you so much, a sad indictment of human corruption, and still it goes on all over the world, innocent people punished and made scapegoats, only sadistic criminals could commit such a crime, cheers David

Jenna Logan October 5, 2022 at 5:12 AM Phew. David. That’s a whole lot of hurt. I hope you’re well. David Kavanagh October 5, 2022 at 8:40 AM Thank you Jenna, your well wishes are very kind, Jenna Logan October 5, 2022 at 6:39 AM I hope you feel better very soon, dear David. David Kavanagh October 5, 2022 at 6:00 AM Heya Jenna I’ve got a heavy cold and am a little under the weather since the holidays, but I don’t think it influenced this one, I started it ages ago, the Monoku was an afterthought, but decided probably not suitable for the contest, yes it’s pretty deep and full of hurt, such is our lot sometimes, cheers David