By: Brianna Lee Hubler
Copyright © 2022 Brianna Lee Hubler. All rights reserved.
A deceitful act encapsulates, Taints, represses, and destroys Innocent eyes and trusting souls Color drains and greyscale paints Across the once blissful dreamscape That encouraged joyous naïveté A step into the darkness Guided by the shaking hand Of a skin-clothed devil Almost too monstrous to maintain Its congenial façade Trips honest feet so they topple and slide Down the rugged stoneface Of cascading sorrow into despair Cynicism invades the purest of hearts Once willing to believe The spark of hope bursts From human hearts and spreads Through the palms of human hands To cultivate a wonderous world Another hand then An unblemished heart A still-trusting soul Need kneel upon the crumbling edge Reach down, grasp onto, and retrieve The sputtering spark despairing below
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