The Earth glows within her crystal eyes
which will always flow beyond the lies,
and skin so untouched it knows when to hide.
This a face like no other; a humans pride.
As the day's old blood dries upon her lips
she speaks a truth for those who have no scripts,
and the melody of her voice reaches a volume of grips.
This is the world we live in; where black days are called an eclipse.
A life has become stained
not by a physical touch,
but through an emotional wretched.
We have done this to our children
a horror like none we've seen before -
life that knows not what life was supposed to be.
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