The inner heart, Emotion, real,
Is to be, forever blessed.
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Dishonesty today,
We are witnessing today,The guillotining of Truth,Honesty, thrown off the roof,The embezzlement of personal proof,Our accountability,The success of ‘ignorance is bliss’.And Lies are just a snake’s hiss.Is it All worse Now?Or has It always been like this.
Today,
We unknowingly are:Tracked down,Movements, soundPurpose boundPrivacy not found,Inundated and drowned.A ‘Big Brother’s World? ‘Or even worse,An infinity of possibilitiesOf the totally, impersonalAnd abusively absurd!Death of Privacy,Caution!Watch Out!
All they do is work,
Positioning themselves,To live off of slanderCut the neck,Of the goose and the gander.
How much better
If instead of being mean,Most of us were in love,With PoetryImagine us, all of us,Creating, peacefully,A loving, fraternityNot just for a dayBut for all of our days,United,In poetic fantasy.
Poetry,
Trying to make,Feelings rhyme.
Poets are a strange ol’ bunch,
Words and feelings, intertwine,Making Some of them, divine.