It is the reflection of broken hearts
In strewn pieces of shattered glass,
It is the reflection of profound fear
In the glisten of a falling tear
It surges like a merciless storm,
Calling death to take its cruel form,
And stamp on joy with feet of horror,
And snatch from children a glorious tomorrow
What’s wrong is right, and what’s right is wrong -
Howls of pain seem to be life’s song,
Sullied and bloodied are the lives of the innocent,
And justice is murdered with the knife of the ignorant
- Author: AL17 ( Offline)
- Published: June 25th, 2022 06:43
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- Category: Sociopolitical
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Comments2
Very good and descriptive,thanks !
Thank you!
very evocative imagery.
I particularly liked the last couplet. "Sullied and bloodied are the lives of the innocent,
And justice is murdered with the knife of the ignorant"
Thanks so much Verona!
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