The Cure
Goodbye sheets of dingy off-white
Spheres piercing heaven's stairs
Spheres seated as devil's crown
Faceless faces
Cursed before solid ground
Trees shudder
Sensing you're out of bounds.
Goodbye pupils praising evil
Each dumb orb features fright
Sun, moon, stars, look on, appalled
White pseudo might
Cured only by conscience
It can thrive
Pay homage to rainbows.
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Copyright © Iris E. Sankey- Lewis | Year Posted 2015
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