The more we censor

What we say

The less in tune

With our thoughts we become.

If we can consciously

Tape our own mouths

How is it

We can trust ourselves?

No longer will we think openly

If we have shunned our minds.

Caged our consciousness

To knock at the walls evermore.

Neither seen nor heard.

Like a child deemed

Too difficult to raise

So chose to ignore.

by Kayla Henry

Copyright © 2021 Kayla Henry

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