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When I was in counseling classes they said "always look at the feet. The feet do not lie."

I have found this to be interesting, and true.

We Scream Our Truth Without Our Voice

We scream our truth
without a voice
It is in our cheeks
as they pulse in and out
while we are trying to compose our anger
so we do not hurt ourselves or others

We scream our truth
without words 
It is in our eyes 
when we see injustice
and we want to run and save 
but we know it is not our place, 
and we might do more damage than good

We scream our thoughts
in our eyes
Without making a sound
When we see the bullies
getting away with things we never thought they could
Rising through the ranks, becoming our children's heroes
Our arms are crossed and our feet are stamping mad.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Theraven Avatar
October 27, 2019 at 9:42 AM
Caren, I like this poem from your counseling classes. 'Our arms are crossed and our feet are stamping mad.' You capture the human condition in your poems so well. -Richard
Krutsinger Avatar
October 29, 2019 at 11:58 AM
I am so so so so so human, Richard. Feeling more human every second.
Faulkner Avatar
May 12, 2019 at 2:20 PM
I have also heard that about feet; body language can tell us so much-
Krutsinger Avatar
May 12, 2019 at 4:33 PM
It can unless it is so bizarre it tells us nothing.
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