broken window letting air into the concrete heart
pollution in the form of kindness poisoning the start
halt the revolutions that keep winding life and death
and the deceitful origins will be the one rook left
theorize the waters that wear down the human form
exposing souls like cellophane—resistant but deformed
postulate the reasons why the Earth may cease to turn
and blame the rusted Justice sword that now cannot discern
bars of iron holding in the darkest fears of man
but leading to the world at large the devil’s helping hand
and when the bars become a wall that truth cannot defeat
they drown beneath, the damned denied, the harbor of deceit
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