Chapter 1130

Tongue Tied

Things were very busy in the Command Center. John and John Henry didn't want the operation to fall apart. So far everything seemed to go in their favor. Almost all of the targets were taken down without any damage to their troops. It was something that turned out better than expected.

They were a little worried things were going to get messy when the thugs came to take the Metal girls down. The thugs expected to encounter soft targets like they normally dealt with. The thugs got a taste of the future a little sooner than they'd anticipated.

The Metal girls knew there was always the chance they could be shot, which wouldn't incapacitate them, but it would damage their sheath. They'd been worried the thugs may use less than lethal force with the 'females' to make them compliant. There could have been various types of electronic devices which may have included cattle prods or even Tasers. Those electric devices would have posed a threat to the Metal girls even more so than a firearm. The thugs were overconfident and walked right into the trap the Metal girls set for them.

John wasn't sure what else was going to be involved. He was pretty sure there was going to be some type of personal retribution against the blonde Bitch. He wanted to deflect it away from the Resistance as much as possible. The Metal girls were targeted by the unknown group of sex traffickers. They weren't actually conducting a Resistance operation at the time that event occurred. The Metal girls were on their personal time.

"The current side operation appears to be almost resolved." John said.

John Henry looked at John for a moment with his latest proclamation. He decided not to comment on it. He doubted the current events were almost resolved. He was sure it was a much bigger operation than what they'd stumbled onto. There was little doubt in his mind that Cameron would follow up on it. He was sure it was far from over. He didn't want to concern John with it. He decided to focus on where they currently were at.

"Yes." John Henry said. "It looks like what they have here is about wrapped up."

John Henry didn't want John to worry about what future actions Cameron might take in this regard. He didn't want it to mess up the cruise. He was aware Young Allison and Savannah did what they could to make the cruise happen on time. The main factor in it would be to make sure Cameron remained undamaged.

John wanted everything to be over and for Cameron to return back to the base. He worried about the earlier operation. They'd apparently delivered a severe blow to the Fanatics.

"It's been a few hours. Has anything turned up with the Grays or the Fanatics we dealt with earlier?" John asked. "I want to stay on top of that."

John Henry and CamNet both watched to see if anyone turned up at the past locations of conflict. They'd left surveillance at all of the locations.

"Not yet." John Henry said. "I've checked non stop for anyone to scout out the destroyed building, the missing motorcycle or the missing car."

John frowned. He was sure that there was more to that story. It was like that with all of them. Any group they dealt with could always come back to haunt them. That included the Syndicate as well. It was like some type of Hydra, for every head they cut off it seemed one or more would grow back.

"I don't think we're done with either of them yet." John said.

John Henry didn't want John all keyed up. There was no use to start to worry about what was unknown. They didn't even really know what to worry about. No operation ever seemed to be finished even when it was finished. There was always another one to take its place.

"It's doubtful." John Henry said. "I don't want you to worry about it unless I turn up a solid lead."

If John Henry did, he was going to try and play it cool. It was a request from CamNet. He was sure it meant Young Allison was behind it. She would try to deal with it from the Young bunker. The goal was to keep John and Cameron out of it. Maybe it was too high of a goal.

Savannah was with Cameron. Cammy and Bob were with there along with the Reese brothers. She would try to make sure that the other Terminators dealt with anything that needed to be dealt with.

There were six Metal girls directly involved along with three male Terminators. CamNet also had dispatched additional Terminators from Cameron's base.

Everything appeared to come to a successful conclusion at the motel for the resistance team.

Mel was ready to leave the motel with the bodies in the van. Al was going to follow him with their SUV.

Cam told Mel to wait for the blonde Bitch. She would be added to the van full of dead thugs. They would be able to dispose of all of the bodies at the same time.

Cam wondered what the hold up was on the blonde Bitch. She should be there by now. Maybe something happened. She was aware that John Henry used 'traffic management' to delay her arrival. Once everyone was there, there was no longer a need to do that. She wondered if some other problem occurred.

"What's the delay on the blonde Bitch?" Cam asked. "See if you can provide me with a better update."

She wanted John Henry to check. It seemed like something else at this point.

John Henry was a little surprised at what he found. He originally thought the blonde Bitch had changed directions to try to make better time to get to the motel. It was clear that she made no attempt to go in that direction any longer once she'd started in her new direction.

"It appears she's changed directions." John Henry said. "She must be headed to an alternate destination."

The information sent up a red flag for Cam. She wondered if some type of communication occurred.

"Is everything is still jammed?" Cam asked.

John Henry checked the jamming field he'd enacted around the blonde Bitch.

"Yes." John Henry said. "She's unable to communicate with anyone."

Cam looked at the drone footage. It looked as if the blonde Bitch picked a new destination. She quickly looked at a larger satellite overlay map and determined where the blonde Bitch was going.

"I think she's headed to the airport." Cam said.

John Henry looked at the same information and determined the blond Bitch was moving towards the Santa Monica airport.

"I believe you're correct." John Henry said. "She probably figured she was delayed too long to go to the motel. So she's headed straight for the airport instead. It appears she had a lot of faith in her crew. They obviously must have delivered multiple times before. She must think her crew was successful. She doesn't have a clue that they've all been terminated."

Cam sent Mel and Al off. They would take the van full of the dead up one of the canyon roads and park it out of the way. The Blackhawk would come during the 'Witching Hour' and take it out to sea and dump it. It was a procedure they'd used before with the Syndicate. There was some 'justice' that all the thugs would 'sleep with the fishes'.

She wanted to make sure she knew what was going to be on the plane. It was going to be more than one thing.

"I want Jim to drive the other van to the Santa Monica airport." Cam said. "In the dark and from a distance, he'll pass for 'Pete'. He was one of the thugs we took down."

Gail still wanted some payback. She wanted to be there when the blonde Bitch was dealt with.

"I'm going with him." Gail said.

Sheila still wanted some retribution. She was a little upset that she wasn't able to work on any of the men. They ended up with a van full of dead sex traffickers and she hadn't been able to pay any of them a special visit. At this point she wanted to 'work' on the female instead.

"I'm coming too." Sheila said.

Cam looked at Sheila and could see she still wanted retribution. 'CamNet' already voiced her disapproval of that. She didn't want any problems that would come back to haunt her. She thought it was time to use some discretion.

"Gail will be sufficient." Cam said.

Cam didn't want CamNet down on her, which would really be Young Allison. Young Allison hadn't issued any 'order' but it was clear what she wanted and didn't want. That was good enough for her to carry those wishes out.

"We can follow them." Ally said. "They are going to need to dump the van and the blonde Bitch."

Jim didn't see it as a problem.

"We can acquire new transportation at any time." Jim said.

Cam wanted to keep it simple. She didn't want anyone to get carried away.

"It will be Jim and Gail only." Cam said. "I want to move the other vehicles away from here. We'll leave the windows down and the keys in them. If anyone comes looking for them, some street gang member will be the one to answer for having the car."

They knew the vehicles they left like that were always stolen within twelve hours. Sometimes it was as little as fifteen minutes even. It always helped deflect the attention away from them and back onto some local street gang. It was an effective strategy. It often led to one less future Scavenger if someone found the vehicle. It was usually an associate of the ones that they'd taken it from or used in a raid against one of the groups. This would be no different.

Cam got everyone organized and they headed out with the thug's cars and their SUVs.

John Henry made sure there was no record of the girls having been at the motel or the thugs either. All the files were deleted and all security footage was erased. Once again those that challenged them simply appeared to disappear from the face of the earth. The men left their employer to go do some dirty work and vanished without a trace.

He would go through their phones later on and see who they'd communicated with and where the most pings were at for any other possible suspicious locations. Those searches usually produced additional targets. Some of the targets only required him to place 'child porn' on their phone and computer. The authorities were tipped off and dealt with them. It was usually with a lengthy prison sentence. It always struck him as somewhat strange that 'cruelty to animals' produced stiffer sentences than crimes against actual human females. It seemed the only justice in justice was injustice. He really wondered about a system where the perpetrators seemed to have more 'rights' than the victims.

He'd recently watched a news broadcast come across his server where a young man in another state abused four underage females and admitted to the crime. He'd plead guilty to all the charges and was only given probation. There was no jail time at all. He really wondered how that was possible. He didn't know if there was some money involved with the judge or not but it sure seemed like it. He was very dissatisfied with that sentence based upon what happened to the girls from the future. He decided that he would do what he could to make that individual's life miserable going forward and have him actually placed in a real prison. He wasn't surprised when CamNet contacted him moments after he'd made that decision and said that she was already on it. He was sure that CamNet received a little 'prompting'.

He wondered what CamNet would actually pin on the perp. He figured it would be something that would be life altering, in more ways than one. He was sure that 'word' would soon spread upon his incarceration that he was a 'child molester'. Technically that's actually what he was. He was aware that the other prisoners looked down upon those types of offenses. He smiled to himself to know that the offender would soon be dealt with in prison. It was doubtful once the other prisoners started in on the perpetrator that his days on Earth would be many. Justice would be served, even if it was done in a more roundabout way. The way he viewed it is that there would be one less future Scavenger going forward.

Cameron still pondered about what she wanted to do with the blonde Bitch. She was current on everything that happened through CamNet. Now that she knew she was on her way to the airport, maybe the one plan that was floated earlier was the one to go with. She wanted retribution. She was aware of what Gail wanted and she was also aware of what Young Allison sought to discourage. There were no 'orders' given in that regard so she believed that the discretion was up to her. She might run it by Savannah or she might not. She wasn't sure yet.

Savannah was cleared for landing at the Santa Monica airport. She went through the landing checklist with Cammy to verify everything.

"The flaps are down." Savannah said.

Cammy verified the settings.

"Check." Cammy said.

Cammy called out the airspeed.

"The landing gear is down and locked." Savannah said.

Cammy checked the indicators.

"Check." Cammy said.

Savannah and Cammy both did a visual check of everything to make sure.

Cammy zoomed in with her vision at the runway in front of them.

"We're one mile out." Cammy said.

Savannah was pleased with the update. There was something else that was on her mind once they landed.

"I have everything in sight." Savannah said. "I hope we don't draw a crowd."

Savannah was aware that the distinctive 'muscle car sound' of a Warbird always caught everyone's attention. People were all used to the patter of a puddle jumper or the whine of a corporate jet. A Warbird's exhaust sound commanded authority. Everyone looked when a Warbird was near. They couldn't help it.

Cameron didn't think it would be a problem. A lot of the Warbird movements were tracked on different fan-sites. John Henry and CamNet made sure that none of theirs ever were. Anything anyone ever saw or speculated never made it to the internet.

CamNet was able to make sure that both of the planes would end up in the same area at close proximity at the airport.

"We won't." Cameron said. "No one knows we're coming. We're cleared to taxi to the holding area where the jet is scheduled to go after it lands. It is in a secluded location shielded by hangers."

Cameron was aware the blonde Bitch was on her way to the airport and would arrive after they were parked but before the jet arrived. She wanted justice for the females that had already been sold into sexual slavery. She doubted many of them were still alive. She wanted some type of retribution. She wanted payback. A multitude of plans passed through her mind. A lot of things would depend upon timing.

Cammy called out the distance and altitude for Savannah as they neared the runway.

Savannah was good without either since she flew by the 'seat of her pants'. The backup information was nice, just in case. She set down smoothly and followed the instructions where to taxi.

Their plane drew some looks but Warbirds frequented Santa Monica at times. A few were even kept there. John Henry made sure there was no phone or radio traffic that left the airport related to the Mitchell's arrival. There wouldn't be a crowd to come and view it or any lookiloos to linger longer than they should.

Savannah taxied over to a secluded area between two large hangers and swung the B-25 around. It was now facing the way they'd just come. When it was time to depart, they would be ready to go.

Savannah checked over all of the instruments and gauges and shut the engines off. She didn't know what Cameron's plans were yet. She didn't want everyone to get out of the plane until she knew more. She wanted to do a 'once around' first. There was something else she wanted to take care of out of the earshot of everyone else.

"I think everyone should wait here." Savannah said. "I want to do a visual inspection of the plane with Cameron and I'll come back."

Cammy and Kyle looked at each other with Savannah's proclamation. Bob and Derek did as well in the aft fuselage. They could all tell something was up but none of them wanted to ask. It looked like an issue Savannah wanted to discuss with Cameron in private.

Savannah and Cameron exited through the front hatch in the lower fuselage. They did a 'once around' the plane. Everything should be good but they always double checked. So far they'd never had a problem with anything. Cameron's aircraft were better than new.

Savannah stopped Cameron at the tip of the left wing. She wanted to address Cameron's 'plans' for the female. She didn't know any specifics but she knew how Cameron thought. She didn't want to make an issue of it in front of the others.

"I know what you're planning for the blonde Bitch." Savannah said.

Cameron wasn't really surprised Savannah knew what she wanted to do. She felt it was justified payback for the blonde's past actions. She wanted to make her position clear.

"It's retribution for what she's done to many other females." Cameron said. "How many young women's lives has she ruined? What about their parents and loved ones who don't know whatever happened to their daughter or sister?" What if one of them was a mother? There needs to be accountability."

Savannah couldn't disagree with Cameron in that regard. She was aware of Young Allison's earlier involvement. She wanted it over quickly. She didn't want a drawn out affair.

"That may be so." Savannah said. "I want her terminated."

Cameron was going to carry out her plan unless she was 'ordered' not to do it by Savannah or Young Allison. It was something she felt was more than justified, especially in this particular situation. She felt it was very personal since the Metal girls had been targeted. They were her 'sisters'. Cam was 'her'. She couldn't help but think if it had been the girls from the future or Savannah and Young Allison. It was very personal to her in that regard.

"I have a plan that will take care of her and the plane. The pilots and crew have to know what they are doing and are involved with. I believe everyone on that plane is responsible and culpable. They're all guilty." Cameron said. "CamNet has already obliterated all traces of their aircraft since it took off. In fact, it doesn't even show it took off anymore. Once it takes off from here, it will have vanished from the face of the earth without any record of where it has been or went. John Henry has already acted as the 'tower' and the 'plane'. He gives each of them the information he wants them to have. They both think they're actually talking to each other. They're both receiving false information. The blonde Bitch will be terminated approximately one hour after the aircraft takes off. I want to put the plane in the deepest water that I can in the Pacific Ocean in the quickest amount of time possible."

Savannah knew Cameron wanted to do what she planned. The operations that involved sex traffickers and drug operations were personal to her. They were future Scavengers to Cameron and Scavengers hurt Vanna and Jesse. In essence, the Scavengers hurt her.

She relented some. Maybe there did need to be a little payback for what happened to Vanna and Jesse. She knew it was wrong to allow Cameron to act but she'd made her position clear. They would need to deal with the aircraft one way or another. If the blonde Bitch ended up on the aircraft when it ended up in the Pacific Ocean, so be it. It was the proverbial term about killing two birds with one stone. She didn't want to be part of the planning. She wanted to keep her hands clean on this one. She wasn't sure that she could. She knew she was still culpable, even if she looked the other way.

"I don't want to know the details." Savannah said. "I only want to insure her termination. I want the plane and everyone on it to be terminated swiftly. I understand that's what you're going to do."

Savannah didn't need to think about it to know that the blonde Bitch would most likely be abused until the plane ended up in the drink. If she was the only female on board, it would probably be more so than normal for a detainee.

Cameron planned on her termination. It would be an hour or so after the plane took off.

Savannah wanted something in return. She wanted to make one thing clear to Cameron.

"You're not going to be involved directly in the operation." Savannah said. "You're also not going to do any follow up on anything else before you go on your cruise tomorrow. I want to make that clear. Other Terminators can deal with things."

Cameron didn't want to get into any difficulties with Savannah.

"There are others who can handle the transfer." Cameron said. "I'll need to use Bob and Jim for part of the plan."

She was aware that Gail would be involved in the operation as well. She didn't elaborate on that fact currently.

Savannah was very displeased with the entire episode. She understood why Cameron sought out local sex and drug operations and took them down. There was one other thing that she wanted to be dealt with first. She wanted Derek and Kyle to remain out of harm's way.

"I want YOU to keep Derek and Kyle safe and you can get started." Savannah said.

Cameron wanted to reassure Savannah about everything.

"I'll keep you safe too." Cameron said.

Savannah didn't like to have to confront Cameron like this. She touched her cheek. She wanted to reaffirm her love for Cameron.

"I'll keep you safe as well." Savannah said.

Cameron smiled at Savannah. They finished their inspection of the plane.

The others on the plane all understood that Savannah wanted to have a private discussion with Cameron. They thought it was best not to get involved. They would follow whatever recommendations that Cameron and Savannah provided them with.

Jim and Gail were on their way to intercept the blonde Bitch at the airport.

They would be able to arrive before she did with the use of traffic management. The plan that was devised would be a little bit more elaborate than just taking her down on the street. There would be some poetic justice to it.

Jim glanced at Gail and could see she was visibly angry and upset. He thought he needed to address the issue. He was aware from experience that some individuals, especially machines, were very touchy about certain subjects. That seemed to apply to Terminators as well as it did humans.

"You look upset." Jim said.

The question irritated Gail. There were a number of factors associated with everything that happened that troubled her deeply. She wasn't upset with Jim. She didn't want to take anything out on him. She didn't want to discuss the issue.

"That's illogical." Gail said. "I'm a machine."

Gail's answer 'said' it all to Jim. He was aware of the things that afflicted all of the Terminators. It seemed to have a greater effect with the female Terminators than the male Terminators. None the less they were all affected at this point in time.

"Now I know you're upset." Jim said.

Gail took the events very personally. The implications could have been great if they hadn't found out everything when they did. She could have led the traffickers back to the base and endangered Savannah, Jesse and everyone else. Not only was she involved with the original episode where they were tracked, she was also there when Ally had been taken into custody along with the three other unconscious females. She saw what was planned for them if they'd been human females.

"Sometimes I have 'feelings' that cause me discomfort." Gail said. "I didn't like the fact that the blonde Bitch tagged me with a tracker. I should have noticed it. I put everyone in danger. Sometimes I think that maybe all of this is my fault but I'm not the one who instigated it."

Jim thought there should be some finality to it. It was clear from the information that he'd been able to gather and hear that the traffickers needed to be dealt with sooner or later. He knew it wasn't a priority for law enforcement. It was something they could take care of relatively easily since they were involved.

"Our team won and they lost." Jim said. "That's all that matters in the end. Those on the plane and the blonde Bitch will lose too. They are all part of it and they'll all pay the price for it. All of them are involved and there by their own actions. "

Gail watched her phone. There was still one drone that tracked the female. John Henry was able to vector them into a position where they would be able to move behind her. They'd come up with a crude plan of what they wanted to happen.

"The drone footage shows we should see her pass in front of us in thirty two seconds." Gail said.

They waited. In thirty two seconds they saw her car pass by in front of them.

"There she goes." Jim said.

Jim pulled out and followed her. He stayed behind her by a block. John Henry made sure they didn't lose her through traffic signal management.

Once they were along the side of the airport, it was time to put the plan into motion. There would be a certain amount of justice if they could make the blonde Bitch come to them. If she did that, she would literally be signing her own death warrant. Jim closed up and the blonde Bitch noticed one of 'her' vans was directly behind her.

The blonde Bitch checked her phone again and it still wasn't working. She pointed out her window and off to the side. She pulled over into the parking lot of a closed business across the street from the airport. The van pulled in alongside of her but slightly in front of her, so she couldn't get a good look at the driver.

She got out of her car and started to walk up to the van.

She looked very upset and wanted to make her displeasure known with everything.

"I sure hope you have a load full of bimbos in the back of that van." The blond Bitch said as she approached the side of the van. "I want to spit in the face of that big busted raven haired Bitch."

The side door on the van opened and the blonde Bitch froze in her tracks.

"Remember me?" Gail asked as her eyes glowed red. "It's time to trade places. We thought you might enjoy what you planned for other females. You're not going to have time to spit though. Those were actually your last words."

The blonde Bitch was speechless. She went to take a step backwards but she was too slow. She tripped over her own feet and began to fall as she backpedaled. Something arrested her fall.

Gail reached out and grabbed the blonde Bitch by the neck. She pulled her inside of the van. As she grasped the blonde's neck, she moved her face inches away from her own as if to make a point. The blonde could neither speak nor spit. She choked her out but didn't snap her neck. It took a lot of restraint on her part not to. She was still very angry. She resisted the urge so they could carry out Cameron's plan.

Cameron called Gail on a secure line earlier and told her what she wanted done. Cameron mentioned Savannah was with her.

Gail was dissatisfied with that resolution but the fact the blonde Bitch would be terminated was going to have to be good enough. She didn't want to look 'bad' in front of Savannah either.

They didn't know what would happen once she was put on the plane but there was a pretty good idea of what it would be. So be it. It was what would have happened to them if they had been human females.

Gail made sure the windows were down and the keys were in the ignition of the vehicle the blonde Bitch arrived in. It would disappear soon enough.

Once the blonde Bitch was secured in the van, Jim handed her something. She saw it was the kit that contained the various types of narcotics. She measured off a small dose and injected it into the arm of the blonde Bitch. She then carefully injected the nerves that controlled her tongue to prevent her from being able to speak once she regained consciousness. Some of the nerves were severed in the process as part of the procedure. It was a pretty good bet the blonde Bitch would never speak again before her termination. She needed to make sure that the 'merchandise' was sell-able. She wanted retribution but also didn't want Cameron angry at her.

Jim headed for the airport and the gate opened for him as he pulled up to it. John Henry showed his handiwork again.

They didn't know what the actual protocol was for the transfer of detainees from the van to the plane. They would have to play it by ear and see how it went. If they needed to terminate everyone on the plane, they would do it. Bob would fly it to an alternate location at that point.

Cameron saw the van arrive and it parked near them. It was nearly dark now. That would serve them well for the rest of the things they'd planned. Bob went to the van and Gail came over to the B-25. Savannah suggested the change. She wanted the Reese brothers to have Metal backup if things went south or a shoot out started. It was a real possibility. They didn't know what the protocols were.

The jet touched down and landed a short time later. It taxied and stopped not too far away from them. A fuel truck arrived and fueled it up. Once the tanks were full, Jim drove the van up to the side of the plane.

Bob was in the van with Jim and the blonde Bitch.

Cameron used information from the blonde's phone to have CamNet issue a new set of instructions to the crew of the plane. They were informed that the rest of their 'cargo' was in a different city right now. They would need to make a second stop.

Bob and Jim could hear the men complain about the change in plans through the open door in the side of the plane. Both Bob and Jim exited the van. Jim opened the side door. The blonde Bitch just started to wake up, she was still groggy. She should be mostly aware by the time the plane took off. She would still be unable to speak. Gail injected her hands and arms as well so she wouldn't be able to write either.

The plane crew thought Jim was 'Pete'. That was mainly because he identified himself as such and the new instructions the crew received said as much.

Jim was given a large duffel bag of cash and the blonde Bitch was quickly carried on board.

It was time for the distraction part of the plan.

The crew of the jet noticed the Mitchell sitting on the tarmac between the hangers. It was very near their aircraft.

They all looked over as the B-25 parked near the jet started to turn over one engine. As soon as the cylinders were cleared, it fired up with a massive cloud of gray smoke. All eyes were directed to the start up. The second engine went through the same procedure. The throaty roar of the big radial engines caught everyone's attention. It was impossible not to look at the visual and sound show being put on.

Bob moved to the far side of the jet. He placed a small bomb in one of the access panels near the port engine. He wasn't spotted due to the diversion created by the Mitchell.

He returned to the van with Jim. They both saw two of the men on the jet holding some rope as they approached blonde Bitch before the door closed…. It appeared she was about to be abused. The men on board the plane would normally have a choice of females to start off with. Right now there was only one so she would get a little attention from everyone.

"That won't end well in several ways." Bob said.

Jim saw the rope to tie her before the door closed. She was already gagged.

He was aware of what Gail did to the blonde Bitch to prevent her from communicating. It appeared she was already past that point in her initiation into the sex trade. Now she was getting some first hand experience of what she'd allowed to be done to other females.

"She won't be able to speak." Jim said.

Bob nodded.

"Payback is a Bitch." Bob said.

The jet started. It taxied away and took off. CamNet directed it to fly to San Francisco for the 'pick up' of the rest of the 'cargo'. Instead, once the plane was on autopilot, CamNet took control and directed the plane out into the Pacific. It appeared still on course to the crew. The jet suddenly dived into the sea at maximum speed from forty-one thousand feet an hour later. The bomb Bob placed on board the jet was a back up. It could be 'command detonated' at any time. A drone watched them from altitude just to make sure. It had two air to air missiles hot and ready to go if somehow the crew figured out what was happening and regained control. The plane was doomed three different ways. It was on a one way trip to Davy Jones's Locker and justice for all.

The blonde Bitch would have been fully awake for most of the flight but still unable to speak. She would have been well acclimated to what the sex trafficking trade was all about by that time. Everyone in the crew should have helped 'instruct' her.

Payback was a Bitch.

Tongue Tied

To move forward in life
Over some events one must bide
Often for most of them
It is easier to run and hide

No one wants or likes
To hear others deride and chide
Comments are best left unspoken
If they are cruel and snide

If actions from another
Are coerced, forced or pried
They eat away at the other's soul
As they erode their pride

Some don't wish to flow
With the sameness of the tide
With that feeling alone
There are many that are allied

For many of the accusers
Who have manipulated and lied
When faced with facts and truth
They suddenly become tongue tied

Nobody