The Window - poetry

 


A window

made dirty through the years

by viewing other souls.

The layer upon layer

of filth, sins

expelled and clouded my view.

More than thoughts and prayers are needed.

More than smiles are expected.

A window, fit for viewing

the horrible truth of the world.



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