Traveling life seeking the truth
White
Paper
Printed black;
Sniper pulls back.
Targets are attacked,
No more color of black.
Civil forces complacent,
As they sat in adulation:
Worshipping their marks on the paper
Where bullets pierced the images of men.
Target Practice by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse
They cannot escape the past, Their social charm foundering: Terrified of disunity, Assailed by friendly fire, They break cover. Cowards,
Liars,No honesty.At all cost they deceive —Inflicting pain without conscience,Charmers. Deceivers by K. Saitta © 2014, A Walk In Verse