no feelings are allowed
in visions of redemption
I stagger through the crowd
the moon glows eerie with envy
confusion wets the ground
breezes soft and holy
temptation's silent sound
with mesmerizing trances
eyes search just to know
what makes flesh and body yearn
for what burns in our soul
a moral sense of duty
a tear falling from the sky
seeing is not believing
as the consequences fly
posted as no trespassing
no feelings are allowed
in visions of redemption
I stagger through the crowd
the moon glows eerie with envy
confusion wets the ground
breezes soft and holy
temptation's silent sound
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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