| Tyranny,
humanity, insanity. Blind rage, for rages
sake, or worse, rage for belief of what
you don’t really comprehend, yet too
afraid to admit it. Blood fills the river
of contempt while politicians toil in
cruelty, used in the name of the righteous
to fulfill a personal agenda. And the
people, blind and loyal, graze in the
grass of freedom content to feed. Never
noticing the fences, just beyond the
pastures they call home.
Maybe
on another day we’ll stand tall and
true. To see with our own eyes, feel with
our own touch, free from guilt and the
preordained expectations of others – my
God, what will people say?
Driven
by love and kindness, yet challenged and
succumb by fear, we blame the demons and
goblins and listen for the echo just
beyond kingdoms gate, where fools huddle
to reassure themselves that they indeed
are going home.
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