A World Gone Mad
In a world full of anger
the smallest shout can
shatter a mirrors reflection
into a thousand pieces of hurt.
While the DNA of a legend
reveals a startling thing
not expected by anyone.
Flames lick at people’s homes
while water rages around others
as we stand close to the abyss
hoping we don’t fall.
As wars rage somewhere
a lone figure on a rooftop
preaches that we should love all.
We live in a world gone mad
from following the wrong paths.
One day we may wake up
and the demons in our head
will have moved on
no longer troubling our soul
with their temptation reaches.
17 October 2013
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