The laden sky

The heavily laden sky

hanging like a shroud over your head

a dense blanket of deep shame

and guilty promises

a teeming downpour of tears

drowning out the screams

of tormented children

abandoned and destitute

cruelly denied a loving spirit

by the mean minded heavens

to scream, to dream, to summon

a better life than the one

randomly placed before you.

◄ Another's eyes

The dichotomy of love ►

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Jon Stainsby

Thu 10th Jan 2019 07:13

Thank you, Lisa, Anya and Damon for the 'likes'

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Jon Stainsby

Thu 10th Jan 2019 07:13

Thank you, Taylor. We will get there. 💗

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Taylor Crowshaw

Wed 9th Jan 2019 08:54

A thought provoking piece Jon. Made me feel uncomfortable and ashamed of the inhumanity of mankind which is rampant. Our lack of action is appalling, but of course we cannot change anything if we do not unite, we are so helpless. So small and insignificant as individuals. X

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Jon Stainsby

Wed 9th Jan 2019 05:47

Thanks, Big Sal

Big Sal

Wed 9th Jan 2019 05:34

Like noir without the camera.👍

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Jon Stainsby

Wed 9th Jan 2019 05:03

Thank you, Jane

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Wed 9th Jan 2019 01:12

Wow Jon, this is profound and thought provoking. A great closing "a better life than the one randomly placed before you." Bravo!

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