Secret Sentiments


You speak softly, yet wish to be heard
As if you carried your heart on a placard.

I beat down opposing points of view
With a loud and throbbing sound that refuses to die.

He is quite content to dangle
Undeveloped arguments before his audience.

She makes every point a case before her conscience,
Taking on dual chores of prosecution and defence.


©2016 Michael Fraley




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