Dark Is the Art
(not a nice poem... )
Dark is the Art
Lies.
Evil made up,
hiding in plain site…
Judgments made,
of others,
that can not see,
the color
of their own robes.
It is easy.
No glasses,
No special view,
or mirror effect…
Lies.
Evil made up,
hiding in plain site….
You stole the innocence
of a daughter you were to father.
of a son, that would take your name.
You stole the trust of all,
those around you.
You betrayed the reason,
for your marriage,
by incorporating shadow,
into light.
The outcome…
never pure!
Lies.
Evil made up,
hiding in plain site…
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