Blank Walls Of Everything Poem by austin marshall

Staring at what appears to be blank walls
but as you stare your eyes become entranced
by visions of riots in the streets
Iraq and Afghan being bombed with unimanginable pain
fire and hatred is seen on these blank walls
people crying and starving to where every bone is visible
while rich dine in fancy and mouth watering, savory cuisine
In a daze you will become
unable to pull away no matter the crushing horror you face
Another vision appears as you look deeper
the darkest secret that forces everyone that dares attempt to hide in shame
The secret that no one person knows except yourself.