Communication Ruins


Scene I

An event of immense importance

The thought “I will be judged harshly.”

Dams, words unsaid

A sparkling fire-sliver, particle of Trust,

Between Judge and not proven Criminal,

Evaporates, steady in stealth.

Scene II

They watch from the fringe

Breathing in Pride

“Let them tell me.”

Inside the fringe

Breathing out Boundary

“Let them ask me.”

Care unfound.

Chip by chip, brick by brick

In Silence, Ruins lie.

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