If Shame wasn’t a factor, what story would you tell?
I smuggled some words from a pit of Darkness
Like Harriet Tubman,
Promising freedom at the end of the tunnel
Some Poured out and ran with all their might
Others mustered only a word or two
It made me wonder.
With SHAME as Warden disguised as guilt
Holding the Key to a fictional Lock
Promising Nightmares as rewards
What would it take for a Story to truly BE FREED?
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