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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