Simply A Thought

• Nicholas Anastas, Grade 9, Hale School
• Poetry
• 2015

Excellence Award in the 'Read Write Repeat 2015' competition

It all begins with a dark seed of hate,
Then it grows and ripens, nourished by spite.
Shadows drag him deeper, the end awaits,
Contorted perception of wrong and right.
Smiling masks portrayed, obscuring fatigue,
Whilst weeds of beautiful agony bloom.
Nothing anymore captures his intrigue.
His mind’s figure plagued by which it consumes.
A hopeless and useless frame he thinks in:
Failed efforts to make psyche’s skin thicker,
And eyes know no sight except grinning sin.
So soul’s inferno ceases to flicker.
His mentality churned, gone to soft rot,
His sentience vanish for simply a thought.