Mirrored Truth

We blindly walk admist these walls

The inner house and yet divided

Looking for an answer to our silent question

Fearing truth to be the reply

Breathless, we climb this flat road

The horizon never to appear

The path speaks in rhythmatic hisses

And shades the trees of our minds

Shadowed figures become our heroes

Distant voices are those of mentors

They fear the truth of their failures

And they hate the minds that see their faults

Lost souls are found by sorrow

Lives are lost in a prairie of perfection

Innocence becomes a word of torture

Childhood is stolen before birth

Love does not exist in this world

The intertwining of loneliness ties

Rigid lust takes its place of solitude

Hate and deception set the standard

A thousand wishes dance upon whispers

A thousand more die with and exhaling sigh

Passion fades with dismal circumstance

And smoke follows the roaring lies of our chosen leaders

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