where truth isn't resented
all I summerize
shines like true love
in once covered eyes
it twinkles like the stars
on an uncloudy night
no longer unspoken
no longer disguised
all that was hidden
and was compromised
washed over and over
were they satisfied?
but all of the cleansing
what they sanitized
should come back to haunt them
should they be surprised?
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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