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A POEM A DAY 134

May 5, 2021

MY VOICE

The external voice
Inside my head
Is so loud
That I fear
My voice 
May be dead
But how can something
That has never thrived
Be without life?
Its only known
The edge
Of a serrated knife
Whose teeth have
Caught and ripped
And sliced
Me into individual pieces
Of someone else's creation
The words that fall
From my lips
Are a false dictation
Of another man's
Ill-fated life
Cloaked in disenchantment 
And strife

Today, I choose to quell
That foreign voice
Inside my head
I will nurture and develop
My voice instead
I will heal the wounds
From that serrated knife
I will mend the pieces
That have been ripped and sliced
So, that when I speak
It will be my voice
That you hear
Brazen and strong
Profound and clear

Simona A. Brinson

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A POEM A DAY 133

May 4, 2021

CLAN

Define me as an individual
Not by the color of my skin
I am more than my covering
I am diverse in
Many ways
And my personality
Comes in different shades
Not just of browns
But of reds and blues
Pinks and greens
And yellows, too
I am every shade known 
And unknown to man
I am a woman
Of many clans
How do I know?
Because my DNA
Tells me so
Not some ancestry
Defined in a lab
By the same
Estab ﹘﹘
lishment born of 
Power and greed
Who must keep
Their foot on my neck
In order to succeed
That same foot of power
Has oppressed many a man
From every nation
Of every clan
So, brothers and sisters
Open your eyes
That you may recognize
That the separation
Between you and I
Is a thinly veiled
And corrosive disguise
Meant to dehumanize
﹘﹘ Being human
When will you 
open your mind
And see the illusion
That has plagued mankind
And brought nations
To ruin
Stand with me
In revolution
That this nonsense may
Come to conclusion

Simona A. Brinson

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A POEM A DAY 132

May 3, 2021
TOXIC
```
I loved you
With all of me
Fool you are
You just couldn’t see
Or appreciate
My love and affection
You'd rather be embraced
By contempt and rejection
That love you unconsciously crave
Is dead and toxic
And its effects on your being
Have left you hypoxic
So much so, you took me for granted
Because you have a heart that's been disenchanted


Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 131

May 2, 2021
2ND OF MAY

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A POEM A DAY 130

May 1, 2021
RESTLESS
```
My restless soul grows weary
Of searching every night
For the man who stole my heart
And then fled and took flight
I have searched high and low
I have even asked the crow
If he has caught sight of
A man with a stolen heart
He said he had but refused to impart
The whereabouts of that brutish beast
Lest he becomes tomorrow's feast

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 129

April 30, 2021
FOOLISH MAN
```
You can't just come back in
I have trust issues
I've cried too many nights
And used too much tissue
Day after day
I sat and I pondered
How could a man
Take for granted and squander
Love freely given
Without one condition
And expect to come back
Without the slightest contrition
To this simple fact
I must so concede
A foolish man
You are indeed!

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 128

April 29, 2021
THE WOLVES
```
How does one keep 
The wolves at bay
When they are on the hunt
Night and day
Where can I run
Where can I hide
From the prying
Of their fiendish eyes
I can no longer bear
The sounds of their gnarling teeth
Lord, give me strength
Please do bequeath
For, I do not wish
To become prey
To the howling-pied-piper
And be led astray
To be ravaged
Or abused
To be discarded
Or used
By those wolves
Whose only intent
Is to use their guiles
Without relent
To deconstruct and destroy
Every part of who I am 
I refuse to be
A willing lamb

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 127

April 28, 2021
D-DAY
```
Today I found myself
Distraught
By the jumbled
Disorder
Of my thoughts
I felt a bit
Dismayed
And by their obstinate
Delay
I was fraught

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 126

April 27, 2021

FORGOTTEN WORLD

Eighteen years ago 
I tossed my cell phone
Into the rubbish container
It was then the I stumbled upon 
A long forgotten world
A world where beauty rests
On the petals of flowers
And skies glisten
In greens and golds
Where I can close my eyes
And hear the whispers
That float along the breeze
From yesterdays and long agos
That world where leaves greet each other
As they are tossed about the wind
Where when the rains fall
The crickets sing
And the palm fronds tap along
With every raindrop in tune
I am no longer a stranger
To that once forgotten world
We now exist in homeostasis
Because I am no longer distracted by
The rubbish I tossed in that ole container

Simona A. Brinson

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A POEM A DAY 125

April 26, 2021
DISORDER
```
From the moment our eyes met
I was all out of sorts
My mind lost it bearings
And my emotions their support
My internal sign flashed
"OUT OF ORDER!"
As if I had been stricken
With a nameless disorder
I could not even 
Formulate a thought
Because the essence of my soul
Was confused and distraught
Not by grief
But by the sheer splendor
Of your brazen masculinity
To which I  surrendered

Simona A. Brinson
```
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