reaching for words to say
throwing my arms out of joint
still something must be said
to improve the silence
adding peaceful harmony
to the wreckage of violence
maybe I'm just playing
the worlds smallest violin
rubbing my thumb & middle
finger together an idol mind
finding something clever
sliding off curves of
consciousness to
emphatically submit
knowing what is written
will live on long after
the last storm even if
no one stood in harm
the world heard the alarm
old Saint Nick will find on his
list children's wish it never
rains among toys & things
it's just getting started
cries of the brokenhearted
immune to screams
unmoved by rumors of
impending doom thinking
it not strange climate change
globally warned finding
it impossible to touch
when it's out of hand
control is not a spies
headquarters safety first
embrace for New Order
The Immortal Wize
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