
they shut our mouths
without telling the truth
not to say a bad word
that could break through
their cunning souls –
hopeless;
they closed our ears
so as not to hear their whispers
about us
but what did they have to say ?
always relying on
contradictions and shame;
they covered our eyes
so that we wouldn’t see their deeds
under the cover of the black night
constant
an invented chain of puzzles
to bind all innocents within;
they have restricted our hands
for us to have limited ability
to show the world
that they are wrong
binding us all
in this castle made of counterfeit stones;
they put masks on our faces
to distort all our senses
so as not to feel the stink
of their upcoming abuse –
these heartless souls
buried deep in the ground
crying for help with no regret
About the Creator
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