Bleached Silence
Shots ring out
Bodies fall
Blood runs
As if
It’s the cost of freedom
We get on our knees
Scrub to remove the stain
Ask for relief from the pain
Bleached silence
This poem is my response to Twiglet #282: bleached silence.
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Thank you for sharing, Michael.
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bleached, and also bleak. and any possible real solutions, bleached and whitewashed ~
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Exactly, Thank you, Michael.
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Perfectly encapsulated, Brother.
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Thanks, Ron..
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Well said in a few words, Ken.
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Thank you, Merril.
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You’re very welcome, Ken.
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This poem is exactly where we are right now.
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What makes it even worse is that it almost seems as if by choice. That hurts. Thank you, Liz.
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You’re welcome, Ken. I agree.
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Such a horrible situation. Great piece of writing.
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So much pain and futility here
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If only it were not so.
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I agree this is well said. Makes you wonder if it will ever end.
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Thank you. Sadly, it seems not.
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It’s going to take a lot of scrubbing…(k)
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Rinse and repeat, unfortunately.
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Excellent writing, Ken! Glad to see you at Twiglets!
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Thanks, Sara.
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This is incredibly powerful and sad. Amazing poem.
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Thank you.
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Sobering
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Indeed.
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🙂
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I’m behind in my reading, so reading this AFTER watching the first public presentation from the Jan 6 committee … this the first of seven … collectively making sure the Capitol floor is NOT so bleached … I fully expect certain factions to spout back with more bleach … in some ways, wish I could bleach this stain out of my memory …
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