Jealousy
Flames that burn the very soul
pacified without control
firmly grasping every straw
to spread illusion more and more,
the reason is unreasonable
the logic is illogical
light and darkness are the same
to cause confusion is the aim,
from deep within the sound or sight
there glows the darkness of a light
within a breath the turmoil rears
with ever searching distant ears
brought forth and cultivated now
a multitude in every vow.
Copyright © Norman Littleford | Year Posted 2008
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