Monday 16 May 2016

Shadowlands

Finding myself in the dark corners
Places most know only by hearsay
Including me, such a short while ago
When I lived in another world
Almost close enough to touch
But infinitely out of reach
Now my home is the scumbled shadowland
Where light meets dark, and wrong meets right
But which is which, and who decides
Why should we, who love and care
Be damned by those whose hate and scorn
Is hidden by masks of hollow sanctimony
Bigots who don't even know the meaning
Of the words they misuse to condemn
Happy to drown what they can't understand
In their maelstrom of righteous insanity

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Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B



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