Nothing's Changed

Another day, the misery compounding.
The more we move, the more the pain evolves.
Twisting, turning - fever burning.
Love invalidated and dissolved.

Too many years of rich and poor.
Too many tears still left unshed.
The roses bloomed.
Then bled themselves to death.

Paper prayers, turned to pleas.
Gut-wrenching means - disharmony -
while egos bloat and cause distended thought
that forms into another draught of ignorance.

Unforgiven, unrelieved.
A feel of fate that aches and bleeds
into another atmosphere of horror.
A stranger looking out from every mirror.

The temple on the corner was condemned.
They used to think they'd always have a friend.
Deserted parks, the dark is moving in.
The moon and stars begin but always end.

Another day, the misery compounding.
The more we move, the more the pain evolves.
Twisting, turning - fever burning.
Love invalidated and dissolved.

Hearts beating through another memory.
Minds heeding yet another law degree.
The judgment and the sentencing.
The innocence lost in extremes.

Another day, and nothing's changed at all...

? Michaelette ?

7/19/2004
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