Mind-Set of Humanity
The Liar is like a snake
Inspecting, moving, hissing
Bitter with guilt
Like a sinner in the shadows.
The widow sheds tears,
Over loss of affection.
Outspoken with desolation
When letting go.
A solitary heart
The color of desperation's darkness
It's flicker vanishing
The spirit gives up all optimism.
Compassion veiled,
Hatred above all.
Yet no light
To guide us safely home.
Copyright © Nina Sadek | Year Posted 2005
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