A road as long as a secret kept, passing time’s memory, to breach history’s gap.  

 Changing the appearance to a begging question asked.

In recognizing the hidden truths, 

of proof, that lies behind the heart,

once unmasked.

Unraveling the mystery, 

would hold the corporate responsible, 

for what’s revealed. 

Is to venture into attendance, 

the processes in which mends the heart back to healing.

Witnessing make-up applied, 

as the corporate, 

Loyalty is captured entering it’s role, to desperately remain, appealing.

Poetry By Tamara Dorsey-Moore

Thinker on the Loose

Copyright (c) 2017 Reserved purposes intended.Reblog



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