I Wear a Facade

Disguises that children wear with grinning faces, dirty grimy hands

Street urchins begging for help, some forgiveness

Elders of the clan just smiling back ignoring the truth

Can you hear me? 

I have no mouth born without, but recognition of despair not a secret

They are the cause of sexual abuse and the birds whisper love, but the little loves can

pull a veil over their eyes and hide the precious diamonds falling to grace

They are story tellers fermented from master ribs screaming to anyone

Not many will listen, fondness of hurt and obscenity, as they live in palaces made of glass.

Darkness of lullabies protects and cocoons the baby birds

Some animal of the forest ambiguous to the huddled nestlings

Care and devotion from stranger

Confusion and fright to the wide eyed gang

Time brings all living to change uncomfortable and unexpected 

Weaker of the nest falling and splattering 

Eyes opaque, with tongues hanging and licking the ground

Blood forms a pretty pattern

Adult slugs and snakes popping out new life forms with misery preformed on the nova

Game of dominos, I don’t want to hear the clicking sound. 

It is not your fault! 

Ears become deaf as they find tranquility

Hidden away is guilt 

Open the door release l the rats, snakes and venom

You are free; life is waiting for you to see it for the first time