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Safety


08.17.17 Posted in today's words by

Frank Adams’ most recent poem to appear here was “RSVP” (March 2017)

Safety
By Frank Adams

All are naked, none is safe.
—Marianne Moore, What Are Years

There are no safe places.
Safety is an illusion.

No places to hide
where we cannot be found.

Our souls stripped bare.
We are watched,

monitored,
overheard.

Secrets are told.
Even graves are robbed.



2 Responses to “Safety”

  1. This is very appropriate for today’s time. Well done.

  2. H. Larew says:

    A timely poem that is powerful for its what it whispers.

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