Silent ScreamA Poem by Dream WeaverWith a delicious snicker, I put pen to paper I’m at it again for the ultimate caper. I’m the one who makes you laugh till you cry, such words that astound you, I tell the truth when I lie… A presenter of tales a weaver of dreams with magical ink, all is not as it seems. Religious and political this pen as a sword takes no prisoners but accepts the reward.
A believer of romance who enhances your mood, a sensuous salutation sometimes lascivious and lewd. All who have read me shall enjoy what they see, another train wreck unfolding in this hypocrisy. I’ve broken bread with madness drank tea with the sane, had a snort with sinners yes the saints know my name. I am the vortex that devours you whole the voice in your head, when you lose control. A whisper a roar an unadulterated dream, welcome to my world my name is **Silent Scream** © 2012 Dream WeaverAuthor's Note
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