RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Shades Of Dusk
Shades of dusk have been pulled tightly around the atmosphere
No escape is possible from this nightly horror, rising on the
ebb of mountainous steps, alighting for moments upon the
mind of innocence.
Sighting infinite abysses of black putrid instances of friend-
less shores, wide open desolate places, created by the uncaring,
unkind attitudes of people.
Scuffing the toes of life in ruts of other's making, losing
all sense of self, especially the special uniqueness of one's
Saddened by many recollections fostered from the cradled abyss
of an infant, left to grow towards death and it's infinitely
greater power over self.
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