Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
NaPoWriMo Day 3 – Slap
A slap to the face
Leaves a red mark
Obvious, critical, easily criticised
So we shun
Physical violence.
A heart racing
Blood pumping
Veins jumping
Throat popping and retching
Hands tingling
Muscles twanging
Tired, old guitar strings
Tired of being played;
Not so obvious
So criticism
Not so easily received
Believe
Just believe
You don’t have to understand
But a slap to the mind
Is still a slap.
Mabh Savage 