
Sitting in the darkness, adorned in black,
My mind consumed by dark thoughts, swirling like a flock of ravens in the field.
Enveloped in a world of stark contrasts, devoid of shades of grey,
Only the flaw in my brain remains,
Sufficiently shattered.
I explore divergent routes,
Encountering bugs disguised in autumnal attire.
Rotten leaves and forest litter serve as a disguise.
Faced with these monstrous beings, we can hide
Starved emotions, like an elephant in the house, concealed,
But they will inevitably emerge, with violence, destruction revealed
No matter how hard you try to ignore it,
When the crack of dawn arrives,
Revealing the deceit
That has been going on for decades.
How did you avoid discussing it?
Instead, you created a false sense of connection,
Which now dissipates with the first winter wind
Not asking for anything in return,
Except for the beggar's provisions on the corner of the city.
Questioning society,
By engaging in acts against humanity.
Similar to this bug, puzzled and oblivious,
To the crimes occurring unbeknownst to him.
It must be some kind of sick, ongoing joke, and I shut my eyes in disbelief.
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Thank you for reading!
About the Creator
Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
Where the wild roses grow full of words...



Comments (1)
Impressive social commentary!!! Loved it!!!❤️❤️💕