Tuesday, April 13, 2010

the catch

we longed for something
that would encourage
                  confessing that for
               so long we
     trusted misrepresented minds

               the scars of
increasing confusion
                     in the soul
       grew with
           each shadowy enterprise

we sat in
          celebratory silence
   swaying with thought
         waiting for an idea
to make us feel good

we want to be
              invited in
     to that place
where they keep the
         and love is
not neglected

                 admission is earned
only by those who
               devote time
      to the system
             of poverty
      a lifetime spent
                hoping the story is true


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