This world is filled with lies and deceit.
I won't skitter around the topic,
And I'm choosing to
confront it head on.
As if it is a beast that has been
Endangering the village
And I must at least try to slay it,
Or be pegged a coward,
Even if only by myself.
We, as humans, want to believe we are not wrong;
That we are infallible.
But in truth we make mistakes and because we refuse to see that,
It continues to happen.
And we let our pride slowly tear apart this world. Our world.
And the ones who do see the wrong,
The innocent that still have faith that the world can be fixed,
Are too few to make a difference in these thick-headed people.
And because of their innocence and naivety, they are able to
Stand hand in hand with the wolf,
Because she has disguised herself as the innocent.
But when embraced by the wolf,
They are stabbed in the back at their most vulnerable,
When in someone else's hands,
And there innocence dies with the part of them that held faith in this world.
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Writings to the Moon
PoetryMy readers are the witnesses to these jumbled thoughts that crash and collide in my head, that my fingers from the letters to words that work their way into sentences that become stories and tales for your brain to pull apart into sentences and word...
