The Unmoneyed Eye
Protesting
brain,
You
occupy me with thoughts of words
Unloved
in the world of grown-ups.
This work-a-day world
Values
not the charm of the word
Poised
over a heart ready to caress or to wound,
At
the pleasure of the speaker.
How
unfair to have so wrapped
My
mind with valueless words.
Unseemly
to the moneyed eye,
Am
I.
Copyright/All Rights Reserved Audrey Howitt 2011
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