Cowered by the Lying Tongue

A Poem by Slim Gravy Cowered by the Lying Tongue   Cowered by the lying tongue Nabobs run amok Spewing incendiary phlegm Couched in the specious Thinking I am alone. Alone not we Gentler combatants Truckled by evil intent Fearing our hearts become the same Kick against the goads we must To stay alive and […]