Prejudice

Scribble

Prejudice against you,

Is a fault of mine.
don't you fear breaking it apart
If not you no else cares it's existence!

Is a gathering pack of lies
Bought to self sold to none
a vagrant bunch, trick or turn?

Is a mounting house of cards
A flick and the rest
comes tumbling after..

Is a fleeing city of thieves
resulting from chaos
Only to gather in ruins..

Is a mist filled early morning
Only to be dispersed
By a light shaped you.

Author's Note

Early morning inspiration