Hiding in the shadows the darkest desires dance.
They dream of the harm they can inflict before the chosen have a chance.
They don't care if they cry or if they can say goodbye; as long as the river washes away it's tide.
A gut feeling,
A woman falling,
A king kneeling,
And a regretful man bawling.
You see things go down before your eyes and before we know it the innocent cry,
Before we know it the methodical lie,
Before we know it another one dies.
The cycle goes on a loop so quickly as if one does not act it shall pass one by.
With this they forget, or don't change, or ignore the one they fears actions until the next time.
A gut feeling,
A woman falling,
A king kneeling,
And a regretful person bawling.
Watching,
Watching
And yet people still watch.
They watch when the nagging screams inside their gut, trying to communicate at the top of their lungs before the person of power can show their strut.
For they believed he won and silenced the tongues.
A gut feeling,
A woman falling,
A king kneeling ,
And a guilty child bawling.
Anger fills the room from the once tortured souls who got ignored. They didn't do it and yet people say they did. The wrath doesn't even begin to describe the fate the they had and which people lied. They were afraid and couldn't abide with the others that lay trapped undeserving on the other side.
Courage is to be not afraid of all the things that have power over another.
Be not afraid to try.
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