Chaos by divide
unhealed soul trauma
humanity on bloodied knees
oblivious of ignorance
or that time is their master
they answer to no-one
water has grown muddy
empathy out of reach
a mere pale rock beneath
the gentle tilt of past and future
whirlpooled in polluted tears
to swim where crows converse
is always illuminating
Poetry©Words Among Trees
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