there is no disguise,

no camouflage needed

eyes can see but they do not perceive.

it is a smile,

placed on the face of a body

so exhausted by pleasing

it seems genuine.

in plain sight it sparkles,

eyes dance from here to there

in wonder of what is to come,

hope for a better tomorrow.

but the hope is hiding,

slipped behind a mind

so full of doubt there seems

only one way for things to go.

south, down, back,

the hope can't seem to escape

the mind that has been given

over to division.

in the middle of the sunshine

there is a rain puddle,

slowly growing in size,

it goes unnoticed because of the sun's rays.