.....A thousand snapshots taken at once.....
An eye lies before the lens
A pupil of oval shaped shames and sorrows
fiery eyes glowing at the horrors
then extinguishing,
blurring every single memory
until sweet is the taste like a juice-filled berry
A thousand snapshots taken at once
Where the shutter speed is slower than the clock ticking
But faster than the hearts that race in the silhouette of carelessness
Each shot resembling the memories
When darkest station burns the brightest fire
The wretched hearts forsakes the liar
A thousand snapshots taken at once,
The unforgotten are forgotten
Merely pricked on the brims of the skin
uttered in a crowd
softening the aching chests
Of cold hearts and propagandists
A thousand snapshots taken at once
Yet only one will be able to ****** the heart of humanity
For a day
The nine hundred and ninety-nine will be buried beneath the gravestones
while a vestige of echoes trail behind the innocents' sorrows
And the lives that were owned
are now read on a chipped grave stone
Their epitaph states, 'Unremembered'
© S Y A
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