Face of Pain
Watching Mankind’s face
..
Silence blooms as the daisy coaxes
the mid day noon.
With floral rhymes and minstrel sways
times apathy sobs as silence croons.
The sea falters as the mountain
prays for another day in majestic
grace.
Ignorance boasts as the darkness dies
in a somber face.
The chain of anger wavers as silence
charms.
Pride is the doorway to hell all can tell.
Still silence blooms as the daisy coaxes
the mid day noon, and the mushrooms
spring forth in swallowed time.
Soon breaks forth the arrogance of
ritual blooms of manifested hatred.
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