Deliverance

Cankered conditioning of conmmonman clout.
The dubious dictates that only drum doubt.

Straw men & red-herrings seen most everywhere.
Columbia’s fired stake…witch-finders will dare.

If we forget Auschwitz they’ll build it again.
There are no good nations, currently, our friend.

Where do we go when Promise slips under pall?
No one will wave us safely behind their wall.

Once a beacon of hope from Liberty’s torch.
Now a shotgun at dark patrolling her porch.

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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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