To behold the privitation of evil will,
Chassing good like a hemlock vile.
The sick will wed in winters chill.
As waters vain and frozen still.
In the empty, not of want.
Apologetic trinity, and needs fulfilled.
Find what separates truth for lies behold.
With eyes of peace to steal the bold.
As eagles soar on broken wings.
And relentlessly, eternity agelessly sings.
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RSM (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 27th, 2025 05:30
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Comments1
This poem revives buried emotions of what values in childhood instilled have corroded in the years of maturity. A political statement of fairness discarded. Lovely and a fave
Im not sure how you do that. Lol
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