River of Scars

Stretching from time everlasting

Humanity, thrust aside its river, disembarking

Awash on bloodstained shores

Few witness that cloth undone,

.

Upon a futile sun

Dawned from vanity

Stitched on sighing temporal slices

Lay seams of naked brutality

.

Few witness the clothes undone,

Its cotton in hyping heaps

Sprung on wishing washboards

Taxing their humble hands

.

As sanity seeps through its seams

Ragged and ripped asunder forlorn ripples

Patiently pleading for peace and purpose

Awash on bloodstained shores

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