'Dirty Laundry'

Diseased,
decrepit
concepts rot alone
Inside a foul minded
'thoughtless zone...'

Like a sponge
that absorbs pain
that others drench in
it holds an awful stench...when

...Shone glimmers
of promise

yet, presently
a lack of oxygen
makes it difficult
to inhale perfumed illusions
where dreams are set...

in a safe deposit

but was it safe
to gather nuggets?
the truth
destroys fascimilies
internal structures'
eruption,
creates a 'rupture'
across those callous
of the kind

days of judgement
reserved
in his name,
debunk evil's creed...
within the game

face turns to wall...
solidly built,
yet, the glass house

will fall...

Pain's been at it again
aaahhh, we welcome the rain

but, to all's chagrin

it don't wash away the sin...