They didn’t know.
The world had been blue one minute, the
brightest kind,
And everyone else saw it also.
They may as well have been holding hands.
It was humanity at its best.
But the balance was tipped, as it always
is, sooner or later, and
Like the oncoming of a dreaded date the
link was broken.
The worst thing was it wasn’t through
accident, or mistake,
But by a parent? A child, a brother?
Just like that, the blue was uglied to a
dirty grey and
Confusion swam alongside fear.
They didn’t know,
They didn’t know why.
Still though, they held hands.
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