I want to leave but can’t <br />Someone took <br />A hammer and a nail and struck it <br />Through my earlobe to the doorpost. <br />I didn’t choose to be enslaved. <br /> <br />I have to leave but shan’t. <br />A crook <br />Stole my master’s meat and kept it <br />Leaving me guilty for his vanished trust, <br />A helpless situation now engraved <br /> <br />Upon the doorpost which they want <br />To look <br />Bloody for all to pelt with stones, to spit <br />Upon my gabardine with misspent lust, <br />Upon this weakling, dumb, depraved. <br /> <br />LRH 2.25.06, <br />Ex.20, the law misused.<br /><br />Linda Hepner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/voiceless-in-gaza/
