Monday, April 13, 2015

"Funhouse Mirrors"

Look into the eyes     
vacant sockets   
hollowed by decadence      
and despair   
distortions of reality   
rippled and waved by experiences   
your view, my view     
righteous and indignant   
warped by conspiracy   

Look at the smile  
deceitful daggers  
grotesque with innuendo   
and disbelief    
twists of faith   
buckled and bent by interpretations   
your view, my view   
dishonorable and  corrupt   
perverted by unknowns  

Look for the Truth   
barren words  
spoken through slanders     
and mystique  
sleight of hand   
molded and modified by consequences  
your view, my view  
devout and extreme   
destroyed by secrecy   


Copyright 2011 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman

 

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