Secrets—La Tierra

& all along they pretended

It;to be the unknown

Spitting on my name throwing rocks like grains

Of salt

All to halt in forbidding

Good, now riddance to “them”

He, she, it ;—“make sure farewells are hidden”,

and it was from them to which it came

They left it to blame

Too unbeknownst to care—

And for self too—share—“what?!”

Better left pennies than not any,

Because you know;

Some “thing” is better than that one thing

Now that’s some-thing you forgot

Nice try but you’ve took your shot

Leaving a mess to clean of the best— left —kept

—“you’re so full of it”

Well slept

Published by Alpha’s Poetry notes

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