AJAR

We all live in our jar of secrets
Ajar--no one,no one can shake it
Onward upfront our lives we smother
Unknown to all and one another

Towards time march we on loose foundation
Sounds from tongues lie we till sundown
Hope is grasped for tip-top jig-saw
Crawl and maul we till time is called

Proud accusations screamed they from housetops
Now they themselves run with pie face wasteful
Overthrown by remains that they once slaughtered
Stabbed deep with words they well thought up

We all live in our jar of secrets
Ajar--no one,no one can shake it
Onward up front our lives we smother
Unknown to all and one another

Erlon B Bailey 1

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