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"All The While The Devil Wore A Smile"
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eBook (Draft) A word becomes
If seen
Spoken by tongues of arsenic lint
Read aloud by obvious suspects
Pleading false testimonies
On behalf of their guilt
Which inks bled for these parchment stains?
What wood gave itself over to be nailed?
For what we find
We seek
For what we drink
We set milk
But hope eludes us
Through false masks
Our pride giving meaning to
Even the mites of mites
Setting chain reactions into
The inevitable path of chaos
And as this game unfolded
Pawns became a crowd
Which became a mob
Seeking justice for mercy's sake
And all the while this took place
The devil sat back
And wore a vogue smile
it's a very good poem with realistic approach ...love when some one present the truth as you do in poetic way... well done friend... you didnt say any thing on birthday...hope you wish few words in poem form as gift of birthday as other friends do...