Verdict (1:53)


bitter
like scorched coffee,
these days
taste of neglect.

venal
far from selfless
people
nursing a lie,

what will you say?
what could you do?

eden
could not exist;
heaven
no longer waits.

what should you say?
what can you do?

scales have fallen
revealing you to be
going…
going…
gone.

 

©2008, taj.