Do Not Silence My Words that You Hear

Don’t take away my words

by not repeating my poems inside.

My poetry is revolutionary

as a floating feather.

Close your eyes and catch it

knowing the vision is in its flight

and not where it falls.

Pick it up from the floor

and it becomes a Cobra

spitting, aiming to poison you.

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