No One Mentions Her Name
All sorts of things
thoughts tied like lengths of strings
Run through my mind.
Like winding anxiety waiting on her fate
At the watch of hope I wait
From one day to next always the same
Not one mention of her name.
Purpose of caring for what society sees
Collected by charities well earned fees
Say nothing of her beauty.
Silently she speaks and swears at your gaze
Unable to wind through your mental maze
Look not for guilt, look not for shame
But you still will not mention her name.
The snarl of independence carved within her glance
Asking for a second chance
Speak like a child.
Grasp the nettle and stand alone
Stand while the cold wind chills your bone
as the winner’s posted in the frame
You still can’t even say her name.
Reality creeping as time becomes your guide
Fortunate to have people in which to confide
My challenge cannot move you.
Humour’s strength collides with sorrow’s ache
Honest caring can’t waste or fake
Her name, I know you’ll not defame
So why don’t you ever mention her name.
Cruel invasion of life’s comfort
Information on her told as seen fit
Her power is not diminished.
But wait, you tell me of your plans
That include her not, but lonely strands
Expedient expressions make your efforts tame
In making mention of her name.
Peoples actions, peoples words
Isolated by faiths institutionalised lords
Prepare me for her awakening.
Keep her safe and keep her warm
In her red flamed stately form
She’ll push asunder heaven’s gate
Doubt’s high priests head on a plate
In profit or in loss, it’s all the same
Stand aside while I shout her name.