Gray Image
Not satisfied with who you see,
the mirrored image lies to thee~
Compared in thought your mind projects,
sifts and strains, retains, rejects~
Computerized and digitized
original sin is realized~
Guilt creeps in and steals from you,
your child’s eyes and faith so true~
Wondrous world of innocence,
dies in right and wrong’s defense~
Purpose lost, you cling and hold,
reshape your clay to fit the mold~
No longer satisfied with you,
seek what you deem is right and true~
Your mind projects divinity,
and buries your humanity~
Imprisoned in a fortress strong,
gray and dim your child’s song~
Color and light, all but gone and
death becomes your wishful dawn~
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Copyright © Mark Roske | Year Posted 2015
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