A replica of storm
A replica of a storm ravages my soul,
Piercing through memories that dwell in gloom.
A life story reduced to a charade,
'Facade' is the captured word, she said.
Camera, lights, action! The presence of doom
Arouses the space; presumptions pave the way,
Rewarding paparazzi with news that floats like air.
My heart is stripped bare, set ablaze before
A flock that mocks. Happiness shatters into tears
That refuse to stop.
A life redeemed in atonement is marred
By infidelity that fills my mind.
A place called home, once a sanctuary, now
a den of predators , where humanity
Is groomed to be rebellious.
Adieu, my soul. Let not the beauty of life
Deceive you. Let it not abolish the kindness in you,
Nor uproot the values that nurtured you.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
-acki
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