Hypocrites

Let the sun burn out my sight
And the wind steal away my hearing
So I don't have to see nor hear the outside world
This world of hypocrites on every corner

Let the rain wash away my tears
And the air dry the blood from my ears
So I don't allow others to know of the pain
This pain of hypocrites so close to me

Let the ground bury my eyes
And the sky shatter my ear drums
So I don't lose the courage
This courage to be unlike those hypocrites

© 2020 Loly Rinn
Photo by Marloes Hilckmann on Unsplash
From a personal anthology of bygone poetry