May Day M’aidez

The question of fair is looming large.
The bill’s overdue for bullies’ barge.

All involved know just where the blame goes.
None involved choose to stand & oppose.

A lone pushback is lost in static.
A lone exclusion systematic.

Twisting facts & truths across the board.
Twisting is why truth whispered, “record”.

Light from the sun is disinfecting.
Dark words relayed for due dissecting.

Confidently cruel as time digs in…
Just not cruel enough to call it sin?

The willful blind ignore injured kin.
Willful blind will cycle thru…again.

Fair? Maybe not; time’s distance will see.
Maybe…first come, first served to break free.

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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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