” A Hidden Heart Provides No Comfort.
A pure soul spent in contemplation,
feeds no hungry and heals no sick.
Helping others is our only redemption.”
He wore hatred like a camouflage
In this world so full of tormented souls,
to blend in and hide his heretic heart,
from those devoutly damned dark trolls.
To survive he wrapped his cloak around him
And hid deep inside, his compassionate core.
So no one knew his kind, warm nature,
Another callous creature was all they saw.
With no one to go to, no one to care,
thus, mankind was doomed asunder.
A civilisation once dwelt there
Now no one can recall that wonder.
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 31/January/2019
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/01/31/rdp-thursday-camouflage/
Tales from the mind of Kristian 
Brilliant post.
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Thank you. I don’t want to appear preachy though. 🙂
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Expressing one’s opinions is not preaching.
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That’s good. Amen to that. 🙂
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👍
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It takes courage to confront the trolls. Maybe best to ignore and concentrate where one can really make a difference. Thanks for your poem, Kristian. It is very thought-provoking.
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Thank you for your comment. 🙂
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