Masquerade Of Death Poem by Blanche Hardin

Masquerade Of Death



Behind the masks are shadowed lives,
Evil, hatred, and murders arise.
Children, men, and women cry,
As they watch their loved ones die.
Why come when your not to leave,
Why leave when your not to come.

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Blanche Hardin

Blanche Hardin

Bakersfield, California
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