Ignorance

By Jasmin Gutierrez

The breeze
She whispers to me
The night is coming back
Oranges and pinks
He fades them to purples
The darkness appears
Wearing its shiny diamonds

Tree’s become ghosts
They scream the truth
But we only hear the silence

The breeze
She spreads the word
The home goes dark
But the mind begins to glow
I see the images
The fantasy’s we won’t accept
The illusion
We want it
But fear won’t allow it
And when we take a step
Closer and closer
Reality takes her place

The breeze
She whispers to them
But no one listens