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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