Unknown Affairs
Unknown Affairs
Written: by Tom Wright
February 2015
I feel,
Most hate and wrong, in the world
Can be traced indirectly to money;
Or the lack thereof;
But where does sorrow start?
Cornered within my mind
Are matters undiscovered, I query why?
Possibly, because we see what we wish to see,
But the day comes when un-cloaking occurs,
Or has it been, by another soundless tongue?
A heart filled with sorrow disperses no tale,
And closure of nights sadness,
Comes only, on the day knavery is finished;
Because tears stain the ground
On which I stand,
Doesn’t make me any less a man?
We continue playing the game,
And I’ll sleep when it’s over;
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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