Angels confound. they find the perfect gesture at...
easily misled. unknowing of the evil in our...

The charcoal beast,
Swarms through the air...

Floating in water,
sits one single child...

Dead but not dead,
back from utopia...

Ageless puppets clamor to life form their hiding
Shake their dust and begin their pitter-pattering...

Walk a mile in another’s shoes,
the saying carried through generations...

The dirt crumbles beneath my fingers,
as I scrape away the solid ground...

One child,
Quiet does she sleep...

The woman smiles,
her hidden disguise...

As I sit eating a snack,
Fragments of my world stare back...

You were the “in” crowd,
You were kings and queens...

It is said,
our eyes see only the surface of reality...