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.
