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Frayed Edges of the Same Cloth

I turn my eyes,  contrary to
the usual reflection of sufficient
light, now reveals an
 antagonistic view.
 
Distorted, frayed edges
between the continuum,
from black to white,
bewilders clarity. 
Overwhelming silence, from
 those to whom benefit
seems granted 
 
Separation begins as
protracted controversy rises
 from those of common descent 
Turmoil, destruction cries
in the night, an echo against
the skin  of a broken drum 
 
Deafening silence,  befalls
a portion of the ones whose
various hues a  blending of
dark pigment offer nothing 
 
Closing their eyes they turn
 away from the clan  
Away from sullen features,
 they hold tight a believed
perception of fabricated
injustice 
 
Together they mingle high
 above counting coins watching
those scramble after the  
ones that slipped away. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written by Valeriyabeyond (Dhyana)
Published | Edited 25th Jun 2020
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