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Allergic To Their Money Poem

They were speaking

their truth about healing money

she got a sore throat.

she emptied pockets to openings

she did not want to change or heal.

they ventured in a foreign language

she does not speak.

the lingo tasted chunky and sour

mouthfuls burned her pocket.

banks named peter paul and fargo

robbed her deaf dumb and blind!

So, she is choosing 

to upchuck lies and throw off histories

to heal her throat in a speaking she digests.

to swallow with closed mouth her empty pockets

to fill them with nourishment,

legacies and nests.

 

Saturday Sonnets copyright © 2017 by Niamo Nancy Muid

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