The Needle of Suspicion

The needle of suspicion
Has no eye
It doesn’t see the truth
It has a point, a place on the scale
It does not pierce, tear
Only vacillates
It cannot rest still
Only tilts the balance
Of life forever
With the slightest movement of air.

Needle it is
Cannot inject hope
Cannot stitch hearts
Reaches nowhere into either of the pans.

Published by Sang

I am a freelance writer. I write what comes to my mind.

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