A Cloud of Fear Chokes the Living

There comes a time in life When things are not as the appear And that which is the way it is Remains unsaid out of fear. Nature does what it must do And can’t be faulted for doing it all But when a well-placed woman adds to the pain It seems there’s no one to hear the call. Who knows who might be affected by what And who knows how close the dreaded thing might be There’s few that one can dial for help And those who can help, choose not to see. Truth is not a currency that can float with ease For there are those who’ve minted their own Perhaps, we fools are being made to reap An unwitting harvest we ourselves have sown Like a fog that thickens and spreads around Fear too has spread thick on the ground As those that once walked in our midst Are suddenly nowhere to be found Chimneys are spewing their burden of smoke As evidence of life is being scrubbed out Sometimes one might hear a shrieking at night And on occasion a rare angered shout For the living struggle to hold on to life Whose strings are being torn asunder But what are the silenced ones to do One can only think and wonder. - rajyogi

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