Friday, 3 August 2018



Hidden truths
Glossed over, unread
Being held together
By superficial thread.

Spiders weave fresh silk
Above the unprepared
Weakened –
Often unheard.

The dimming eyes
Of youth, or the withered
Hands of the old – their stories
Too often untold.

Giving up the fight,
Among poverty and strife;
Trapped, by political agendas
And newspaper lies;

Weaving webs until they die…

Helen Harrison

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