Place Your Fingers On My Lips

Place your finger on lips
Gentle friend, seal my lips
Allow me not to burst into tears;
It burns me deeply!
Hide me from this temptative Sights of sighs
Where every eye drips and drips
I am seeing what you never heard
My lord, remove this bitter pearl From my mouth
I am only a fragile child
And cannot compete in the game of the brave

by Nkwain Stephen

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