Lost for Words
I’m lost for words now that your bit
Has been pulled taut against my cheek.
Your rein compels me to submit
And listen mutely as you speak.
Against this silence your words burn
Into my will like a hot brand,
Impress the lesson I must learn
Which is to heed your least command.
Whether I talk is now your choice,
As you now make quite clear to me;
From here on I will have no voice
In anything that is to be.
My loss is gain; what’s there to say?
I’ve no more need for words, just to obey.




















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