Tuesday, April 1, 2014

 
 
 
ROSE COLORED GLASSES

I weep for humanity
All the pain and cruelty 
We inflict each other
We inflict ourselves 
So bitter with pain the cards dealt
Darkness transmuted to Gothic art
Applying salve to a wounded heart
With rose colored glasses

Will our past ever forgive our mistakes
I close my eyes in agony 
And pray to awake in a place
Where eventually love conquers hate.

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