BLINKERS BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Selfish reaction
Lost your affection
Without direction
Wearing blinkers
Only looking in mirrors
Through the eyes of fury
Without a care
For others
No words of kindness only mutters
What is to become of you
Only lies nothing is true
A cruel heart of wire
No passion or desire
Breath of fire
Devils lyrics in the choir
No rooms for hire
No time for those who
love
You so don’t inspire
One day you will have to look above
And ask yourself why
Clouds in the sky
They don’t lie
And they float in the winds of turbulence
Holding secrets from Copernicus
Your sun will disappear behind a cloud
And you will be lost in the crowd
You won’t be heard no matter how loud
Payback time for all your grief
Carma, for a nasty thief
© Fiona Cummings
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