A Place Called Eden
The lone television plays,
to an empty room.
The talking head stutters,
so the people believe.
The world is a mess,
has it not always been?
The heroes and villains,
struggle on every block.
Yet is there not love,
and unselfish giving?
There is much to be learned,
and to be forgotten.
When the truth is white-washed,
and a scarlet sunset bleeds.
Then darkness will prevail,
till the first light of dawn.
When we resume our search,
for a place called Eden.
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