Riddle XIV

Blindly treading darkness

      Muddled raindrops inspire fear as great as intolerance from the depths of hatred in anyone, The deluge of torrential manifestations of ignorance inspired rage by which we're most afraid and cannot abide, Yet we're closeted disappearance act in want to hide, Wherein the greatest attempts to reconcile the fondest memories of hope in which to confide how our journey's been so desperate in every moment's attempt to over-lonely-come the wickedness assembled as judgement that seems to be upon everyone's crown!

In lieu of our witnessing,
Clarity of those who surround...
For not all are deadly...
And wear hatred's invisible, judgmental gown.