The mask cracks
Tears dilute
Painted mud and ash swirl together
Red wax that stains and seals
begins to melt
extensions split
texts come undone
what was smooth is now wrinkled
no iron can fix
statues are pulled down
sacred stones are smashed
And there is no wonder
the angel of light can no longer masquerade
the preacher of peace and mutual trust
the determined enemy of both
for he who wishes to deceive will never fail in finding willing dupes
And there is no wonder
for the evils of the earth are caused by
that internal voice you hear
is not yours
it is
the only enemy that ever existed
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