The Marriage - Deadly! ! Poem by Cyclopseven R

It is bright
The lie of today
That warps the conscience
Strange by its own quality
A lie can be soothing at times.

It is dark
The truth of today
That entraps the ego
Strange by its own quality
A truth can painful at times.

between the bright lie and dark truth
Lies the shady gray
Silently playing a game so gentle
A generation may die a slow death.

The game of gray
Deathliest of all
Gentle divine enchanting
But.......


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