Tales From A Broken Society

The Lines are Drawn

The lines are drawn, laughter obscured by hazy shades of intolerance and fear.
Harsh winds blowing
The winds of change throwing security to the mercy of an unforgiving sky.

Silhouettes of era’s passed
unite with embryonic majesty
Dark desolate futures of the many lay unrewarded
Hope trampled by the arrogance, the ignorance of the few.

Rage erupts.
Precious sunlight dawning
But no warmth is known
No compassion shown
Just untamed anger
as oppression forces
unwanted conclusions.

Reah Roberts ©2011


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