Our Veil of Remembrance

By Loneliness is condescending •
Wise hearted one ideologue of dismal phantasms
Inescapable temptation of Zion
Tear away the dark
Hush now trembling soul
Embedded in the abyss a shared thought
Reflecting dismantled yesteryears
Enduring images of the gray behind out eyes
Dashing awaited hopes
Regardless of this shroud the truth is coming through
Open -eyed serpents ensnared the truth
Sinister silence at the dawn
Every veil is falling our day of remembrance