truth is

http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2014/10/03/magazine/01-brown-sisters-forty-years.html?ref=multimedia&_r=0

Four sisters loved and treasured

Four sisters who were taken

But you must be reassured

There is nothing seeming broken

The smiles and relaxed stance

Crossed arms and hidden hands

Everything is fine at first glance

Let me explain so you can understand

Taken and hidden for years

One picture every single year

To remind us of their absence

It is all so very insincere

The way they look so adamant

With eyes that stare coldly

They look as if they’re defiant

They stare back so boldly

Almost unafraid for their lives

Compelling yet so challenging

As if daring to strike with knives

Four girls daring to defy the camera

They still have not resurfaced

Pictures still come every year

No one sees the purpose

But we can still see the fear

The fear is still visible

We see the stubbornness

But nothing is invisible

Nothing filled with absurdness

But they’re still out there

And they will be found

Pictures still in the air

But they’ll be unbound