All Tongues Have A Right To Speak.

A RED TONGUE POEM

The tongue
Is not a sponge
To suck a delly
Into the belly
It’s not a sword
It forms the word

You took a breathe away
Left us there to sway
Made it a trill
Against his will
We all could see
You did it with your knee

Your tongue is red
And it is said
That mine is too
Why did you do
Him all this harm
He couldn’t move an arm

And every day
We need to say
Like every night
It is our right
To take the fight
Get justice into light

Do 5 weeks education
Make every situation
A right for you to kill
It’s not that ill
To walk around
And hear the sound

It is not the hounds
It is the sounds
Of tongues speaking
Just like every king
And every queen
We are not mean…

A tongue
Is not a spongue
And if you still don’t know
I just have told you now
Like yours I said
They’re always red

Sometimes inspiration comes out of other words or a song or another thought.This time safiyah olaide started to make my tongue rhyming when I read her poem.

Suddely I realized something I have never thought about though I knew.
Our tongues are red, unless you are some kind of a snake like the Boa.

© d’Viggo 2020

You might know me, but you don’t. I got wet in the rain, but now always soaked. I thought a lot. High thoughts and also loud and clear.

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