a world of opposites

a world of opposites surround me round

return to me a single echo of silent sound

a voice unheard, loud and strong

reverberates, vibrates, hums along

the walls of contrast reflect the light

a prism of colors: blind eyes delight

a single hue, from every face

lost then found, chromatic trace

barriers of belief block the way

hindering the path on which I stay

anchored fast to unbelief

frozen stand in endless grief

loveless lovers fill the void

unloved hearts once destroyed

unsung love songs fill the air

some who love but do not care

potent portent future found

past is passed in days unwound

ones forgotten, ones foretold

remembered memories, lies untold

buried treasure, costless find

wealth unmeasured, paupers mined

priceless objects priced to sell

fortune spent on pyrite’s spell

A Long

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image: Joseph Mischyshyn CC-BY-SA-2.0, via Wikimedia Commons

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