From The Oubliette
by Lady Soliloque
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
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Cynical, harsh, satire, and cold
The world, like a looking glass, showing each mold
The ravenís cry has not ended,
and the shepherd still sits by the shore
And the prophet, though blinded, still stares into
Hell, which he found when he opened the door.
And the sweet mouths that have long been silenced,
have created an ocean of tears.
But as they lie safe in the darkness,
the child will face all their fears.