POETRY, STORIES, WORD

NEW WORLD CHAOS

A pebble,

solid rock, drawn in salty waters,

rainbow on sea surface,

secrets buried in the past.

Human,

plants in a kingdom.

voices,

price of insanity.

shackles,

to rehabilitate freedom

Doorway,

to feed vanity.

Police,

reign of bullets.

Peace,

reasons for love.

Fire,

to vanguish poverty.

Smiles,

to hide overnight tears.

Reasons without questions,

answers from unknown causes.

Actions provoked by hatred,

cancer picking out the best.

Desperation,

collection of unfueled emotions

running down generations of forgotten ghosts,

a venture into oblivion of our own sexual immorality.

Desires,

down syndrome to the new society.

Maybe we should live and forget,

death has a long way to catch up with its own shadow.

 

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