12 Moments of Silence
Such endless contention and discord. As if the very apple itself were present, but the matter is not beauty this time.
Grief and grieving and the reality of shadows and lies and stirring and churning hatred.
What horrible deeds we commit in our states of disaffection and resentment.
"Now is the winter of our discontent" yet I see no glorious summer to be held with such blindness and anger taking hold on nearly all.
Grief and grieving and the reality of shadows and lies and stirring and churning hatred.
What horrible deeds we commit in our states of disaffection and resentment.
"Now is the winter of our discontent" yet I see no glorious summer to be held with such blindness and anger taking hold on nearly all.