HONESTY begged — an answer
From me it asked impossibility

Forgetting my place within time
I spoke the truth — almost benign

Thunder split the world within
First a crack then a fissure

Old souls cried a sorrowful song
and blood drenched the lids of eyes

Knowing truth as some may say
is keener than a sharpened blade

Sometimes best to hear — a wind
than feel the storm of emotional pain

About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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