If we could really see

How many can really see through the barriers?

Only the loudest colours appeal to the eyes

There is that trembling within

Warning of the misguided brightness

Painted over all the lies and misdemeanours

Time corrodes the surfaces

It takes patience to see the misfortune

Over which the dreams were resting

How many pause to see even that?

Repugnance on faces and uncouth words

Waiting to trample over them

The feelings and the will to see


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