Mood: on fire
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Topic: Attachment
An injustice has been done!
My blood boils in pain
What is it in us that cries out for fairness in vain?
There is something that lingers in our essence
An allegory of riches that guides the miserly through
A craving so deep that's blinding the truth in you
A satyrical answer motivated by a vengeful wrath
To the nemesis of dark, it's the question she dare's you to ask.
Is it the dance of delusion? A con wearing the healer's mask?
The Feathers of the plumed princess will fly
Weighing each human heart
Restoring balance with no answer to the question, why.
An injustice of deceit
turning into
IN justice discreet!
Posted by sequoia
at 12:28 PM