Lost in this masquerade
as snarling beasts howl at dawn
Truth sings a sharp serenade
Small and scarred, I stand apart — afraid
wishing I didn’t see what I saw as battle lines were drawn
lost in this masquerade
Social graces serve to further this charade
conventions dictated by a crooked echelon
still, truth signs a sharp serenade
Humility fails those falsely portrayed
as warriors of light, justice, and brawn
lost in this masquerade
I’ll whisper when lies are conveyed
I’ll refuse, I’ll reject this role as pawn
Truth sings a sharp serenade
The game is changing, gone retrograde…
took a moment to catch on
No longer lost in this masquerade
Truth sings a sharp serenade
photo: Pixabay
prompts: #MarchPen, #WrittenRiver, #TuesdayChatter, The Sunday Whirl – wordle 341
Reblogged this on BrewNSpew and commented:
Sharing an amazing piece by MK Vecchitto.
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Thank you!
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This is an amazing piece. I love the ending!
“The game is changing, gone retrograde
took a moment to catch on
No longer lost in this masquerade
Truth sings a sharp serenade”
Thank you for visiting the cafe. Reblog
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Thanks so much! Sorry I’m a little late this week.
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You’re never late. The cafe is always open.
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