Humblest of sorts.
Redness engulfing masks adorned
surging of mind
sinking of soul
lofty hope dropped to the knees
never thought better
thinking ever less
puffy men with words aloft
when a hand shake is a shove
down, away, just gone
out of sight
standards set
sent to battle with picnic in mind
unwittingly unarmed ,
comforts of loved
and tears of mine,
positions demeaning thought them,
when hope is gone,
then smallest of preciousness is valued.
Mind is mind,
experience the only greatness,
learned and yet to learn,
differ not.
Smile.

By unheardof
 Justin H. Sanderson