Soul Gold

Gold leaf layers lifted from the soul
Revealing less than gold beneath – inverted plunder
 
Each thin film laid with exacting precision
To veneer the self with beauty and worth
 
The sight and smell of raw humanity, untouched by elements
Festering for a lifetime in hiddenness
 
Gags with its reek and burns the eyes
Held breath denying reality
 
Air and light must have their way
What will remain when the rot is no more

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