Professional Judgment
Asking questions in lieu of strong statements
Biting my tongue instead of lashing red stripes
Watching children get left by the wayside
Blinking my tears instead of lashing red stripes
Hearing fear drive every decision
Biting my tongue instead of lashing red stripes
Realizing I can't understand or explain this
Blinking my tears instead of lashing red stripes
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A poem like this one, Emily, touches more sensibilities than a thousand red stripes.
Yeah, gotta love that double-edged refrain.
Thank you both. I appreciate your words.