To understand their dissensions,
Without becoming offended
By its appearance.
To mend and end them.
There would be less conflict,
And more tolerance…
Of which they prove there is none.
Just as perceptions have no clarity of depth…
They are left believing,
Their self righteousness trimmed with arrogance…
Is sought instead of rejected!
And this is defended.
Until a quality of life with its isolated inequities,
Ends!
Without a shred of truth pursued!
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