Broken Glass

A sea of people

Disconnected

Admiring each other afar like pieces of glass

Glittering but broken

Marring each other with each brush

There's unity in devotion

But the faithless only want the faithful

One ballerina dancing in the sea of frenzy

A swaying speck on the planet

But a hooded bearded stranger smiled

His teeth poised for her skin

He left a shard of his window in her

Her skin healed the wound

But I see his reflection when she dances

To the strings on the instrument of regret

A sacrifice song

Celebrating her insignificance

And yet she dances again

Looking at the next hands as if they'd fix the world

And the next eyes as if she was the only one that mattered on it