+ Black & Blue -

Impregnated by a serum of disruption

Towards a crippling era we have advanced

Strangers to the eye that is atrocity we are not

Rarely is the suffering worn so fine



Into a mockery our emotions have evolved

Favoring the appearance of a scab upon a toddler’s knee

A simple co-existence far from significant

As to the unfair hands of criticism we are lent



Beneath such gargantuan clouds do we tread

Though sharpened by misfortune warriors are bred

It matters not the wounds that are carried

But the shape that eventually is taken