Herald
the dawn
For
with it comes
Terrors
searing far fiercer
Than
midnight’s own.
Truth
is a bladed shield
Harm
and amour
Love,
Hate, Dichotomy
Held
at arm’s length, both hands outstretched
To
blind with a whisper’s light,
Or glow
bright with a kiss.
Truth
is
An
illumination
Where
shadows sharpen into knife-angles
deception
becomes tooled
Secret-forged
steel,
Where
facets glare unseemly –
but
real.
Where
the deviant finds last recourse
when
all else is despoused
Perception
unwed,
Fact
unbridled
And
fiction brought about.
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