Jun 27, 2005 21:47
A heavy shower of mock inspiration
dampens the hopes and ecstasy of
needy children’s dreams,
slithering in and out to prolong
the agony of shallow desperation
and to strike a strong chord of fear deep beneath their
soft and cosseted epidermis,
while vivacious, angry eyes stare stricken at meticulously
gruesome deeds of slaughter and reprisal.
A corrupt hand, keen to damage such fragile
tranquility if ever questioned of such vile conduct;
a dimming contusion on the soft purity that
affirms such an inquiry.
To take a hand to any of those innocent hearts
and initiate an autograph of hatred and contempt
upon such delicate skin strengthens the veiled agony
of which a gentle presence does not warrant.