I won't follow you.

I won't follow you.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Your dictating terms
was a threat,
in the manner
you executed
in your tone menacing,
when you said take my dictation.

I was bullied on your words
poured onto paper
on the ink I provided,
you attacked
unperturbed.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Added on January 29, 2017
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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