There are times when a
Rage grabs hold
And it seems never to let go.
People do not always see the
Pain I hold deep within me,
Emptiness is overwhelming,
Drowning my soul in a sea of nothingness.
Whispers that seem to never be heard
Incessant tears that free flow,
Trickle down the cheeks in little streams
Heading southward to horrors unseen
Immolate the soul with a plague set on fire
Never an ash to found, ever after
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
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