Guards!

Oh shit! Here come the self police.
Pick up your hood; Pull down your fleece.

Too, constables of inner ought…
Patrolling borders…speech & thought.

Do not just hand the mic away.
First, ask them what they have to say.

If all those turkeys talk is jive…
Flip their switch; Don’t leave them live.

For, true tight ships have got no leaks.
The same applies to which voice speaks.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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