“Leaving for slumber.”

He asked too many ackward questions as a boy,

   As a teenager,he protested and marched,and they didn’t like it.

       Just accept thngs as they are his mother would say,and say,and say,

           Passivity wasn’t his bag of tricks,didn’t float his boat,didn’t do it.

                 He still has thngs to say,to say,to say,to say you see,you see,you see,

                       His best friend all those years ago wasn’t afraid to say,to say,to say.

                               When passive silence is accepted as the norm,then you know that the game is up,

                                       Now,as a older man,my bed awaits,awaits,awaits,silence stops for slumber.

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