Their System porous drowns the chorus,
Of intrepid devourers who implore us
To trust To buy To love the lie,
To fight the fight inside
A reckoning that holds us stilled,
Composed, repurposed to be distilled
Bubbling constructed buildings babbling,
Distracted by the mighty fumbling
Up the rabbit hole we are tumbling,
Coming to an awakening of faces
Facing their frightening disgraces,
Blinking away our tears
Using us for our easy fears.

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  1. Are these art work yours? They are beautiful, very expressive…. Thanks for the post.

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  2. Beautiful! Thanks for the ‘Follow’!!! 😀

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Like lambs to a slaughter..

    The colors you utilized in the picture are stunning.

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