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Folklore

by Penned_in67

Word Of Mouth, For impressionable sons and daughters of time, Children, Tied like flies to spider web strings and mothers impossible dreams, Wide eyed, Lied to, By ignorant ministers and cider soaked child choked brides. Word Of God, For Children Forever dulled and cowed by the good book, Heavy on this earth like rocks in sand and impervious to reality, Wide eyed Lied to, By gullible Fathers and wine wrecked god bothered priests. Hand Me Down, Mothers, Fathers, 
Priests and teachers, Words that weigh me down to the past and to fear, Words that chain me to home. Hand Me Down, Bilge.
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Oct 5, 2019
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