Prompt 11, Hour 11 – Untouched

Therein lies all hopes of the justice due;

A space of hushed serene, wise equity,

Except for Greed, yet awaiting its cue

To sweep and strip good opportunity.


Beyond Arrogance’s strong hold, is a place –

Readied for the change of Desolation,

Stuck to  the crevice in the poor-led case.

It fears its first breath of premature exultation.


Distant yet fast paced in its new approach,

Arrogance could not measure the time left.

Downtrodden – now Players, Winners and Coach;

Though they will not leave anyone bereft.


Let us prepare for a world of unscarred.

Untouched, theirs will be a heart without guard.





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