The first one stared with a bigger idea that just could seem to find its voice. The last was just a thought of what it must be like to not see all that is lost to hate and fear. Is it better to live in ignorance of all that is lost or to know but never be able to reach it?
Do as you’re told
Blind faith rewards
No need to ask
Open mind breeds fear
Listen to their words
Hidden by their choice
She never saw you
Not the you you wanted to show
It was lost in her mind
Spun like a top, twisted with hate
You never could be
Not while her mind lived in you
Only when it died in you
Reeling in misery, lost in your joy
She never will see
Not just you, no it was never you
Life had given her much
Lost in darkness, helpless to see
Matthew Plotner 