CAMELOT FANTASIES

Shaking in disbelief
Tremors causing my teeth to chatter
My bodies inability to stop
Convulsing stomach are far from flutters
Shudder to conceptualize
The ominous fathomless pit
Of their oft disturbed minds
Locate them rocking back and forth
Constant need of movement
Especially while they sit
Don’t let the smiles fool you
Inside they are minuscule pieces
Difficult to discern this puzzle

I’m wondering will that day ever come
When all faces of hate ceases

~Divine