Horror films and thriller plots can never match reality
No matter how graphic the graphics are, there's more unseen fatalities
We celebrate life, and mourn for death
We laugh with joy and scream last breaths
Feeling down more than flagged, with allegiances pledged
Fine lines between loyalty, with grievances wedged
How horrid and cruel this world can be
When it all comes down to you and me
We can't control those who are near or far
But the transfer of energy can leave you scarred
Some Young, drag experience, the bitter Old, their age
Some skeletal closets need much more than sage
What's expression of faith? Bold, red letters paged
Unconditional love pierces murderous rage
Death's not the wage, I seek to receive
Hellfire's ablaze, let hearts not deceive
I've sinned more than enough, deserving black brimstones
Christ stopped every throw at my hat, blocking black brim stones
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Photo Credit: Me, I draw from time to time
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