The Reflection of Shadows
A collection of moments
|Seeds of Good and Evil - Society 6|
Holidays are long forgotten,
Empty Christmas cards left wanting,
Tip toeing around religions,
Careful not to have opinions.
Goals and numbers only matter,
Art is simply paint that’s splattered,
Words no longer hold a meaning,
Nothing changes but the seasons.
Children no longer believing,
Kept away from their daydreaming,
Glance away from strangers passing,
Scared of questions worth the asking.
No one smiles, lack of reason.
Happiness is found of treason.
The greatest thinkers being silenced,
Their voices masked by shrieks of violence.
Deeds forgiven to the shameless
And those who shall remain here nameless.