A smile painted bright, a laugh light and free,
A surface calm, for all the world to see.
But deep within, a quiet, aching hum,
A weight unshared, a battle to overcome.
The shadows lengthen, when the day is done,
And the mask slips off, with the setting sun.
The silent tears, that no one ever sees,
A whispered plea, upon the lonely breeze.
A fortress built, of unspoken despair,
A hidden burden, almost to heavy to bear.
Yet hope remains, a flicker in the night,
That one day, truth will bring forth healing light.
And pray the people will see.
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Author:
Joseph M Marion (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 25th, 2026 19:37
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Very nicely rhymed and written. Well done
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