The wool you use to blind my eyes,
are blinding yours instead.
Trying to sneak intentions by
my senses kill them dead.

You see, my friend, I know your game,
but will not play along.
I try my best to not take aim,
each step I take moves forth.

My solid shield, invisible,
protecting all my moves.
A force that feels invincible,
every attack removed.

I see through you with both eyes closed,
at times provoking tears.
Your masquerade has been exposed,
releasing every fear.

I can not blame you for your game,
when that is all you know.
Maybe one day your heart will change,
so love in you can grow.

You see, my friend, what you have missed,
is that we all are one.
While serving me a betraying kiss,
you harbor all the harm.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy

22 thoughts on “Exposure

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  1. This is so so beautiful, my dearest Grace. And I especially love the touching ending. Another divine piece, my friend. You are such a graceful poetess I always feel lucky to read πŸ–€πŸ€—

  2. Any attempt to harm others boomerang on us. The last two lines are really conclusive. Well done, GraceπŸ‘ŒπŸ’–

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