Its like you found God’s hidden rainbow.
Between lapses in judgments-
Faults fleeting Irony; in seeing double-
Built boned sculptures from human remains;
Odd that on lookers are so uncomfortable
With the truth of their own actions-
Have no problems pointing fingers at each other.
Why would it be free? Because it was about truth-
It was about justice.
Didn’t we all dream of the change in a voice for rape?