A POEM A DAY 314

BOX IN THE ATTIC

There is a box in the attic 
Full of secrets and lies
Where my family
Conceals and hides
All the things
They don’t want others to see
I for one
Do not agree
In such practices
Of concealment and deceit
Because it doesn’t
Promote harmony or accrete
It only perpetuates
The great divide
Between brothers and sisters
And husbands and wives

Simona A. Brinson

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