Today

Sharp shards of liers eyes,

Peirce soft hearts cherished prize.

Bleeding words of bitter contempt,

Dying embers in this our transcript.

Murmured prayers not heard,

Frail spirits break the silence.

Eyes filled with tears of hate,

While smiling lips hide their fate.

Harsh worlds made,

On the backs of the brave.

Violent tides change,

Ravenous wolves of malcontent.