(Un)Sung

through the haze of smoke and tears
dawn erupts, blows vivid sheen ~
poisoned fumes upon the guilty,
windy eyes, that never seen

empty stares of empty vessels,
empty hearts beat empty minds ~
shallow vultures come to listen,
how the bleariness unwinds

seek the virtue, seek the silence,
seek the truth within the deep ~
find the courage, tear the image,
gather tongues and take a leap.

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photo credits: flickr.com

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