Sunlight
Faded Grey
with hues of black
taste of linen
no turning back
Feels of chaos
echoes of madness
forging forward
streets covered in sadness
Pavement under fast feet
broken lines under toes
How did this start
no one yet knows
Shaded faded grey
now becoming blue and white
Sunlight breaks through
revealing the horrific sight
The twin beacons of freedom
no longer in place
Could this truly be
written all over my face
Copyright © J Clinton Smith | Year Posted 2011
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