Silhouettes

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Shadows of the children play
In lands they never know
Giving rise throughout the day
To shivers where they go
In and out and round about
The game they tango through
The this is how you play they flout
Heedless of every cue.
Sticks and stones, they say, and wink,
And all know what that means
‘We don’t care what others think
We’ll call you fags, queers, queens.
We believe the oft-said lies
Words and names harmless bounce
We scream the insults to the skies
Lie in ambush, wait to pounce
On the ones who different stand.’
‘Break my bones,’ the others say,
‘Better than the words you planned,’
Where cardboard children prey.

About suzanawylie

Suzana Wylie is the not-very-pseudo pseudonym of Susan Wylie Wilson, because let's face it, there are lots of Susan Wilsons around, and as an author, I want readers to find ME and not the bazillions of others. I've been writing all my life - since I learned to hold a pencil anyway - and can't NOT write. Other people have to breathe to live; I have to write.
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