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e trap we primed</p><p id="2525">Outrage was ours til we succumbed To lethargy fat easier shunned Despite the raucous shouts that stunned From untold depths the sound unplumbed Now hate the husks we have become To turn away when trap is sprung</p><p id="1689"><i>“They live, confined,”</i> we soothe our guilt, We turn, won’t look, denial spilt You’ve taken all, we can’t rebuild Past present future all atilt Our children from us separate still A living death your mouse trap gives</p><p id="62f6">And all death brings the sting of loss.</p><p id="e592"><i>Natalie Frank (Taye Carrol) has had work featured in Haunted Waters Press, Weirdbook Magazine, Siren’s Call Publications, Lycan Valley Press and Zero Fiction among others. Her poetry has been featured in several anthologies.</i></p><figure id="96a7"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*Ci1U158LUCMGRgwGA4Mt5w.png"><figcaption></figcaption></figure><p id="4180"><b>If you enjoyed reading this poem, you might also like these:</b></p><div id="673c" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/in-the-way-of-entitled-youth-6b7ad555399c"> <div> <div> <h2>In the Way of Ent

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A Broad Hard-Beaten Road Condemned

A better mousetrap may be a poor substitute for compassion

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The mind once endless synergy With profound and glorious elegy Now limited by memories Of all the world’s vast trickery We turn away so bitterly Refusing to take part once more

Confined imprisoned no response Despite the lock was open once Slam shut the door held til ensconced And when they come feign nonchalance Though praise the newfound renaissance And beat the path to door and hearth

A better mousetrap did we chase Fooled to submissive countenance A last resort but to efface The endless masses now displaced They hope for mercy search for grace But only find the trap we primed

Outrage was ours til we succumbed To lethargy fat easier shunned Despite the raucous shouts that stunned From untold depths the sound unplumbed Now hate the husks we have become To turn away when trap is sprung

“They live, confined,” we soothe our guilt, We turn, won’t look, denial spilt You’ve taken all, we can’t rebuild Past present future all atilt Our children from us separate still A living death your mouse trap gives

And all death brings the sting of loss.

Natalie Frank (Taye Carrol) has had work featured in Haunted Waters Press, Weirdbook Magazine, Siren’s Call Publications, Lycan Valley Press and Zero Fiction among others. Her poetry has been featured in several anthologies.

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You can find links to my other work on Medium and follow me here. Thanks for reading!

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