Blinkered


That thawing within the heart

From the hearth of humanity;


Oozing compassion…


Has all but stopped. Can we start

Again? Make sense of this insanity?


Rediscover. Our thoughts & losses.

Instead of perpetually


Using distraction;


In a game of noughts & crosses

Forever played ineffectually.


Make amends with our essence

Without bitterness or shame.


Fusing-futile-factions


Recuperate. Via moral convalescence.

And, make freedom of the tame.


We’ve lost sight of our own being.

Pride cements our eyes wide shut.


Abusive are our actions…


Always looking and never seeing

When the truth lies under foot.


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