Walk the Line
Walk the line
Between truth and tale
Yet the line in the sand
Was washed away
By the ocean of stories told
To help the naïve sleep
With dreams filled
With the belief and justification
That any action is acceptable
When you are beyond
Seeing the stains
Upon your hands.
Stains that you
Have painted upon another
And then you blame them
For sleeping through life.
Wake up,
Do not justify a closed mind
And act surprised,
It is only your ignorance
Of why
That explain away
The reason
A nightmare was placed
Upon your door.
Innocents die,
Yet whose life
Is given more worth?
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Tall Tales
Sentence me
To live in a place
Where the shadows
Overwhelm the brightest of suns.
Live within
A place that exists
In a whirlwind of tears,
Yet my tears are now lost upon the wind.
No loss left
That has not been lost before,
Let innocence bleed out
From the wounds inflicted by tall tales told.
Walk the line // Tall Tales by Allison Brown is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Non-Commercial-No Derivative Works 2.5 Australia License. Based on a work at allisonbrown.blogspot.com.
