Contrary and equal
Parts and idealism
Made up to separate
And divide
When the hope of Unity
Is less alive
The rules of opposites
And equal
We have to understand that
Life is lived
Not in uniformity
But understanding and debate
So move forward
To save the state
Ask
For the mask
LASIK on your eyes
Wishing into the skies
With mirrors in hand
Upon a vital crust of land
A mask for the days
And nights
Kept cold on the side
A reliable mask
Creates a classic condition
Of diversion
Western words
Fly west like
Western birds
Up to half
From one third
Upon the sun
Lies a soul
Relaxed and combed
With history
Undone
I, the unpleasant peasant
Making my songs and words
Ringing out notes
Two flights of a bird
Have notes and words
Making hope up as I go
When the world tries
To hold down
The ones that need to go
What I know
As unpleasantries go
A poor writer
Such as I
Only knows
Delight night
In the middle of the afternoon
I woke up late
But rose too soon
Licking the cereal
From the crest of
The spoon
Take me in early
Take me in at noon
Delight night
And evening moon
Automated data
Calculated
And summed
Below
Our fingers buzz
In a day
And age
When the brain
Is a reduction
To a machine
Of production
For
The hesitation feign
Gets no satisfaction
From action
Or helping others
Just in waiting
Sitting
Conflating the truth
In a soundproof booth
Hanging hopes of the people
In a line to dry
While we all are getting older
He just
Can’t try
Burnout generations
Millennials have become
What is strange
What has come undone
When the ordinary
Is so taxing and hard
To make ends meet
To see through
The clutter
Burnout generation
Like no other
Eroding fights
Helpless plight
Unchained fall
Who can call
Why the business
Suits
Failed us all
A fight with a plan
Set up by a man
To see an agenda
To see where
He can send us
In an eroding fight
Right down
To the last night
Sunlight manner
In the morning
When the light is blue
Coffee is dark and bright
Easing into the afternoon
Sunlight manner
Becomes a full light yellow
As the day becomes more mellow
As the day progresses
And the sun recesses
Sunlight manor turns golden orange
Shadows crawl across empty spaces
Until the darkness
Overcomes
And peace settles
In
The sunlight manner
Waits hours
Then starts again
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