Ruthless
       "Ruthless"

      Come a little --
         CLOSER
      To the light
       To enlightenment
      Draw away curtains
       Of black obsessions
        View the reality
         Sense its truth
       In stark clarity
          WAKE UP
       Something's up
     Beyond the ruins
       Beyond the ruins
    Come a little --
       CLOSER
    Hear the worlds
      LAUGHTER
   Feel all those --
    Pointed fingers
      And boring eyes
       Knowing stares
  Feel the transparence
      For all to see
     For all to see
   Comprehend this
     What all others
   Have always known
     Stalkadillos --
     Are NOTHING
   More than facades
     And ruthless dreams
   In sinking motion's
       ACTUALITY.


By Lady Lost
Copyright � 2002
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**As with all poetry, essays, correspondence and/or published letters, e-mails or other communications presented on this webpage, this poem is a personal subjective expression of its author's own feelings, thoughts, beliefs, and opinions. This statement is in no way intended to invalidate or minimize the powerful and poignant experiences of this author. However, this statement is intended to indicate that creative expressions such as these written forms of artwork are derived from their author's own personal feelings, thoughts, beliefs and opinions.
**This work is not intended to represent an invitation to the alleged perpetrator. This is a purely adult work.
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