Today’s #maydays prompt it’s time to share a secret.
Once upon a time
A small boy was given a secret
Told to hide and protect
For revelation would take it away.
He held it firmly to his chest,
After all he wanted to please.
Once upon a time
A young man felt isolated
Alone, unable to connect
The world foreign to him.
His secret was now shame
Fuelling his withdrawal, punishing him.
Once upon a time
An old man cringed at memory
Secrets had shaped his life
He no longer knew who he was.
Around him men disclosed.
Was it now his time?
Written for: https://new2writing.wordpress.com/2016/05/26/maydays-prompt-secret-sharing/
Morpethroad 
Ver interesting. I think if you’ve a secret which affects you so much, it’s one that needs to be told whenever it can. Great take Michael.
True Mandi but sadly some people carry the most terrible secrets with them throughout their lives….thanks for stopping by…
Wow wow wow, Michael. This is rich and poignant.
Thanks Stella, lovely you could stop by.
My pleasure.
This is a very thought-provoking poem, Michael. As you say in a comment above, some people do carry secrets all their lives, often ones which put a great burden on their peace of mind. Some things are better spoken about, although perhaps some things would do harm to others if they were known. (I think I’m arguing with myself now!). Very well written, anyway.
Thank you Millie to speak out or not has haunted so many and a lot of people wait until parents have died before revealing secrets they have held all their lives. It surprised me as to how widespread this situation is.
amazing poem!
Thank you.