Have you ever been labelled? Who was the tailor of your labels? How do you get rid of the label someone once gave you? Are labels always a bad thing?
I would love you to share your own poem about labels in the COMMENTS below - either a poem about labels you have written or one you know.
I Am The Label
I am the label
someone stitched
into the seams of your soul
many years ago
The tailor, only we know
All I'm sure of is
you've been trying to tear me out
ever since
Neither one of us
ever asked for me to be hemmed
into your hippocampus
But how time has taught us
my barbed-wire stitches
are almost impossible to unpick
Almost
Mark Bird ©2022
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