Speak smooth things
Don't speak ill
Speak life
Speak his will.....
But isn't it a day of darkness
One devoid of light
Mirrored on the void
The echoes of life
Who can stand, on such lofty a day
When all of the dross is blown away
When works are tested with fervent heat
When hearts are opened
Too reveal deceit
The call went out
It goes out still
A thousand year reign
Breaking hearts
Is a bitter pill.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
My friend, this is searching and uncompromising. Gentle words, hard testing, and the cost of reckoning all move together without easy resolution. The poem asks questions it doesn’t rush to answer. Well done! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Deceit is a cancer that is hard to remove and sometime is inoperable. A good write
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