Treason follows the trusting heart
when shadow falls
and breaks apart
the lonely that gather, arms twisted to reach
the lessons to learn
and learners to teach.
The waves have no time
and day has no break
night has no mourning
and dreams have no wake.
Children no laughter
and Fathers no guilt
cringing inside the walls they have built
to keep Winter out
and hold coldness within
to cry the same tears again and again.
To live the same lives.
To shake the same hands.
To tell the same lies again and again.


 
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