Poem By Victoria Annette Bailey

You stare into the eyes of your own resentment
When uninterrupted love turns away,
Ignorance blossoms on a Wednesday afternoon
Falling for desire come Thursday.
Fickle souls fight karma through the seasons
In pursuit of perfection,
Ammunition through improving criticism
The cure or the infection?
Denial becomes disorientation
The blind still fight to see,
Temptation race for the forbidden fruit
Aim for the apple tree.

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