Conservative bringing
builds a withdrawal syndrome,
I keep quiet when accosted
be it for good or bad,
Words come up to the throat,
but stop there abrupt
the voice refuses to modulate
and make them audible.
It takes long to break
the ice so as to say,
to mix with people,
an allegation goes
dubbing me proud, reserved,
inconsiderate, The strict upbringing
creates the difference, remarkable though
comparing with one that is caged
a parrot for an example, repeats
what his master says from its confinement,
not like the ones that fly and sing
notes of their own,
Remaining in the cocoon,
I read, write, sing, and talk
with my reflection in the mirror,
eloquence in silence.
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