POEM 363: SMH

To the secrets entombed in frozen time
and the symphony of dirges we mime

To the feelings we couldn't bear
but consumed in bottles of beer

To the ill thoughts that bloomed
in hearts that are oasis of doom

To many enemies groomed
by actions assumed

To hatred resumed
by stereotypes exhumed

To laughter's muffled 
and wails stifled

To truths we choose not to see
and lies taken far too lightly

To many lost to depression
and the majority that cast aspersion

I shake my head in shame, 
and pity, 
and sympathy, 

#365DaysOfPoetry
#Pengician #SSA

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