21 February, 2004
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)


Silence my pen and silence my mouth
Cover your bare skin, hide the devout
Tell us we shouldn't speak of things that we feel
Then rewritten history would be allowed to steal

Poetry not used for political purpose you say
Should we not tell the story as observed
Better to hide politics behind a bared breast
What stands with time should be the true test

It would be sad if it were not so laughable
Time wasted on things that don't matter
A poet will always write and a breast found devine
to each child that suckles and later reads rhyme

So judging my pen or making dirty, human form
It's not such the big deal, but rather the norm
Is it all really so worthy of the attention it got
Or is it all just a smokescreen for political plot


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Dreamer ( -- Saturday, September 12 2009, 08:02 pm

understanding this time

This poem had I not written it would have a strange meaning.. I remember when I wrote this was just after the Janet Jackson revealing at the superbowl.. I had also just read about a comment by Mrs Gore that a poet has no place in politics.. (paraphrasing now since I don't remember the quote)
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