Feet long satin
a veil
unfurled
though wrinkled
with
uncertainity
a disparity
over
the infant's face
in a race
of unmasked
understandings
uncovered
scraped belongings
in gloom
to live
and the same
to die for
in a war
with
the stone-hearted
you
the heartless
me
and this cruel world
hurled
they feel
for the
slumped
yet masked
sorrow..
