White
Powder
Find the
happiness in the cracks
Sweet
pleasures like sweet sugary snacks
They wait
for you smiling in powdered white
Quivering
with happy making goodness day and night
Little
elves of magic weaving vanilla blankets
Envelope
your emotion taste buds in those hugs
You’ll
see the bright in your dead of night
Your
world you thought clouded is cotton candy delight
Then look
around and see seas of veils of tears
Pulled
down by humanity’s self-hatred and fears
Sugar-coated
whims that power emotionalist sins
Save the
brave who dare not to be knaves, against those winds
Bravery
begins with courage from morality
Powered
by anger it raises your Irish up to indignantly
Knowing
what can be is the undeniable canister containing contentment
Making it
the present defeats dire destiny with contempt
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