Web Of Deceit Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Web Of Deceit

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Fallen down on edges of sanity, grabbing ropes of disdain,
holding on for dear life, fearing the burial brought to the
surface of talented instances.

Tracking prints over rough terrain, searching for the one
thread that would tear away the web of deceit, letting it
fall, losing all it's victims to the recovery and power of
their lives.

Monday, October 13, 2014
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Achill Lad 15 October 2014

A thought provoking piece, RoseAnn. The world today is shrouded in a cloak of deceit. Maybe the ordinary man and woman will be able to salvage something through communicating globally, via the internet, with like minded people. We need to rely less on the political propaganda fed to us by the media.

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