The mind in a caged sleep, tears shed,
the thoughts of false caring that others
portray is a lie. Their spitefulness in
thought held captive the sleeping mind
not allowing it to wake. There are those
that cannot be trusted, they show concern
for their own selves and their own greed.
They are always on the prowl to take, take,
and take. They cause pain to the minds of
the blameless and find in it joy, their tongue
of fire knows not the truth. Yet, they will ask
you for your prayers, to engorge their own
needs. If they touch your life, it will never be
the same. Run, Run, Run…
©2014.tongueofflame.annjohnsonmurpree
ann johnson-murphree 
Reblogged this on thesewordsiwrite2012 and commented:
This is a fantastic piece by the always amazing Ann Johnson Murphee. Also check out her other work on her blog!
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What a wonderful writer friend you are to reblog this poem, I am also a great fan of your work. Thank you so much, I have not been commenting a lot here lately but now that my poetry book is published I can sit back and take time to catch up with all those I admire who visit my site. Keep in touch. Ann
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Thanks Ann! I’ll definitely check out your new work soon!
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Oh yes run and never look back…run run run. Another great piece.
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Thank you, I am tired but I keep running! Have a great day. Ann
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Beautiful sentence full of meaning
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Run and attend to your own needs! Well written xo
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Thanks Christy Hugs..
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You’ve got a great way with words. I am a novice when it comes to poetry but this flows very well and I liked the repeated word at the end:-)
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