Paranoia
There is so much anger in the world at the moment.
Through every gap in conversation
we learn that the world is closing in on us
inch by inch.
Behind closed doors meetings are going on
talking about weapons,
mass destruction
through every smile we can see cracks, lies,
“The deceitful one”
we are all becoming paranoid of each other
yet, we are all inseparable from each other,
we will drink from each other’s well
yet, we want to poison it,
and we all live in a small space
yet we want to make it smaller
burn it down
down
down.
This poem is from the poetry collection 'Broken Doll' - http://bit.ly/brokendollmt
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