Sat watching the faces walking away,
smiling that same fake smile
they wear every day.
They have done their bit,
said a word or two,
shed a fake tear.
as the world continues to turn
oblivious to the bloodstained views.
Living in the new twisted reality,
of media lies and more bad news.
Where nothing is as it seems.
Smiles are upside down frowns.
Eyes don't lie, but the world does.
It makes you cry. That we don't see
that peace is the only way to exist.
Through the misty view
it soon seeps into you,
the darkness has been
dug in deep and true.
It's taken root, and now it's growing
branches. Groaning trees
that only want to grab you,
trip you, trap you.
Grasping that last gasp of air
from inside you.
For so long
I've walked in this shady place,
seen the heartache
swirl around,
and no-one else seemed
to see the shadows
looming down.
Fake tears wept,
whilst true hearts
cried rivers that swept landscapes apart.
Carved death into the stones
and no-one heard the earths haunted moan,
except the few that pulled apart the stones
to break free the lost souls.
To bury their battered bones.
A few good people shout.
A voice as loud as any god,
when they realise the world is not good.
So, listen to those that speak
in rhythm with the universe.
Those filled with star dust.
The dreamers, the believers in love.
Trust in the humanity of the ones that sing
the ones that can rise above.
The ones that want peace,
not death to ring.
Thanks for reading
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