The impression left is a deep scar,
Memories of pain from afar.
The salty tears that have been shed,
Like a stain that won't leave your head.
The veil of darkness had been thrown,
A victim has been chosen, unknown.
The scene is rife with bleak despair,
An anguish that is too hard to bear.
All attempts at relief have been denied,
A spirit that is no longer permitted to bide.
A soul that has been sentenced to solitary fate,
A desperate cry from beyond the gate.
The result of this hard injustice,
The tear stains make a deep impression.
Though it seems that no one can hear,
The crying victim sheds a tear.
©jamielong
J