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His eyes lay longing gaze upon the crowd
That buries pain for pleasure feigned aloud.
The world’s without a creak of color’s coat
So seen by his eyes, observing mankind
And their own rhythm, natural in note.
The sins replace the purer of our actions,
And thoughtful ones become the thoughtless fools
That covet cures for colorful abstractions
So turned to dull as they move as if tools.
Reflection’s feeling suppurates the heart
While negativity is of the bind
That can constrict what truth may yearn to start.
I am a watcher of all that may allieve
The suff’ring soul’s bitterness unrelieved.