GuiltA Poem by Phill Oz O'feeGuiltGuilt Lurking secret in the recesses Of obscure sub-consciousness A quiescent irritation resides Unnoticeable in the beginning Lay stagnated stains of shame Behind dismissive self-denial A minuscule malignant growth Of regret revisits to rendezvous And manifests as a nightmare Like shattered mirror shards Every faulting reflection glints A myriad of synapse laments From first original sin to date All have their artifact of guilt Seldom shown or even shared And yet each and every day New deceptions accumulate For evil feels zero remorse Truth seekers tend to expire Martyred into wasted oblivion Only the exceptional survive As time has nearly terminated Who will weld a sword of justice To slash down humanity’s ills The imaginary red line is here Negotiation is a useless tool Only mindset changes will do Copyright @ Phillozofee 2019 © 2019 Phill Oz O'feeFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on August 19, 2019 Last Updated on August 19, 2019 AuthorPhill Oz O'feeWinchester, Hampshire, England, United KingdomAboutI am caught in a time spiral of confusion; that period we all experience between birth and death. Somewhere inside hides a poet, writer, lyricist and/or whatever, laying dormant and suppressed by s.. more..Writing
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