The Ones Who SilenceA Poem by TheGirlWithNoEyesOne little boy will find that lying is worse than it seems.In a playground,
behind the dorms, Flickered
shadows melt into forms, Over there,
hush many breaths, See those
girls, in shadows’ depths, Who could
they be, the students said, Are they
real or are they dead, They carry
thread, and needles too, What business
have they come to do, A tiny voice
rings through the crowd, It’s not
quiet, nor is it loud, “I know
those girls, they’ve come before, If you tell
lies, you’ll speak no more”, The children
laugh, but shift their eyes, With no more
words, they go inside, A young boy,
Byron, late in the day, Has
something wrong he’s going to say, He says “Don’t
tell,” to his best friend, “Tomorrow
Lydia’s life will end”, Once inquired,
his hand uncurls, Inside it
rests three little pearls, “I’ll mix
her pills she always takes, And then she’ll
die for her mistakes”, The next day
comes, and all is fine, No reckless
child out of line, Except for
one, who sneaks and finds, Lydia’s
little bag of twine, Into her
bag, he slips them in, And steals
her rightful medicine, At 5 o’
clock, the pills she takes, Swallows quick,
then starts to shake, Her friends rush
over, but stop and stare, As she
fights to live, with little air, Bryon observes,
with shining eyes, She holds
her throat, then gasps and dies, “He did it!”
he yells, his eyes now fixed, On his friend
he let know of the sin, Taken away,
for crimes not done, Bryon turns
around, and then he runs, Next day at
school, no shouts were heard, When students
gathered in a herd, To see the
fool, his hands were tethered, And his sneering
lips now sewn together, None shed a
tear, or made a sound, But then, a laugh;
they turned around, To see her smiling,
a girl in red, She held a
needle, but no thread, “Yesterday’s
words were more than true,” “If you tell
lies, we’ll kill you too” © 2013 TheGirlWithNoEyesFeatured Review
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Added on August 25, 2013Last Updated on August 25, 2013 Tags: children school secrets murder l AuthorTheGirlWithNoEyesAboutMy name is Mariah, but I am called many things. I grew up with few memories, and even fewer friends. I was always the quiet one, but that didn't mean I had nothing to say. I am a new mother and ver.. more..Writing
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