POEM – Black is Black
Long gone are the days of
smiles, of sunshine and Peace,
on the lonely man’s journey to greener pastures.
Bitterness, resentments and fear,
live behind the closed doors
around the sharp corners and windy paths.
When the daily news is
filled with violent actions,
people gunned down,
Violent World, Violent deeds, Violent Thoughts &
Lives taken away in the
blink of an eye,
Left in pools of sorrow & sadness,
and no regret for a person’s life.
People beaten, bruised
tortured, by the psycologically insane,
till their bodies grow weak,
their bones crumble and shake,
and the smile has all gone.
Their skin pale like the moon’s light,
blackened eyes from the abuse,
and sleepless nights of torture,
To awake to the same days of so much darkness.