Voices rise through the air
Marking the next battle
For many this is nothing new
Simple lies fly like a bull in a saddle
Lost forever is the truth
The small voice that marks the facts
Shattered into tiny pieces askew
By these people's very acts
Deadly rumors, murderous gossip
Ruin the weak fearing hearts
Teasing till tears flood out endlessly
And their body's bare new marks
Tonight the lives of many the same
Shall leave this world less intact
Death has come to claim its reward
'Tis a very saddening fact
Goodbyes are said unknown to the 'morrow
Many spoken for the last
Soon to be much very much sorrow
Leaving everyone only the past
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Love, Hope and Dreams: A Poetry Collection
PoetryA series of poems that I have written over the last 10 years.
