The Brilliance of Lies

Credit: USAID Guinea
Credit: USAID Guinea

Sparkling so bright, almost like love,
Reflecting in eyes.
Their power, like the sun above,
Beaming out only lies.

Where could I go, what could I do,
When life depends on food?
My family, hungry, and blue,
All with a hopeless mood.

With the mine nearby, calling out,
I surrendered my soul.
Soon after, I began to doubt,
And realized the toll.

Sweat consumes me, boiling in heat,
From above and below.
My mind and body in defeat,
As my spirit sinks low.

Our country, torn by war and strife,
Digging a dirt so red.
Sometimes, at the point of a knife,
And, for some, leaving dead.

I fear the man, who holds the gun,
Who stares like death itself.
I work till he says we are done,
And then he counts his wealth.

I saw a boy, who seemed broken,
Crying out in the night.
Later, his mother was woken,
Just as his mind took flight.

I break the rocks and sift the sand,
Seeking a Western gem.
I labor for a foreign land,
Not even knowing them.

Sparkling so bright, almost like love,
Reflecting in eyes.
Their power, like the sun above,
Beaming out only lies.

 

 

(Originally written April 5th, 2016)

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