Thursday, 13 March 2008

It all appeared so well ordered

It all appeared so well ordered
A family – a household really
A fully functional, well-oiled machine

From outside looking in, there was even
A perceived warmth
A polite, comfortable life
There were disagreements, sure
It wasn’t fake, plastic or cold
Don’t think that

But those eyes looking in were not the only ones
Who fell prey to the deception
The family itself and even the traitor in their midst
Had been taken in by the belief
That this home’s foundations would hold up
Against those treacherous winds

But in truth this foundation
Was not built upon anything substantial
Merely routines, smoke and mirrors
So much so
That when the duplicitous actions of one of it’s members
Was exposed
It fell like a house of cards

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