I Plead for Thee
An orchestrated commutative symphony blats
untold truths to deaf listeners
Ostracized, kept at bay, arms length
away the mote separates the people from the power
Powerful, but willingly unknowing, taunted,
taught to live powerlessly.
Separate from self, separated from each other, pitted against.
Knowing, is far stronger than relying on believe to
Frequently bombarded, deflecting a harmonize frequency,
turning good vibes
Into never felt flutters of still,
thought receiving senses of peace, the news's tune
Has his dial peg towards fear.
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