a summer breeze blowing through a winter afternoon
the orange glazed horizon followed by a giant moon
a glance at the calendar points to january
closing your eyes leads you to a sanctuary
one day of reconcile and reflection
a spotless mirror deserving a thoughtful dissection
having grown apart through the ages
we who have minds have broken out of cages
sensual agreement is now left unbalanced at the peak
without the proper incentive all appears to be bleak
is there anything left for us to seek?
how about all of life's trials and tribulations?
the journey and road through invisible directions?
the enormous amplitude of stares and confusion?
is this it, a one-way street to exclusion?
what about the self-inflicted wounds that remain as scars?
the amazing wonderment of twisting jars?
the noise of a heart beating to an odd rhythm?
a frozen moment that perserves the organism?
or has it all vanished through a widely spaced mesh of lies,
a non-inclusive art form in which they drop dead like flies,
a failed attempt to listen for those initial cries?
tried and drowned through compounds of deception
the music continues to reach harmony in each section
barriers will crumble to the beat of such lyrical prose
similar to unraveling thousands of red bowes
a symbol of defiance - and now everyone knows.
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