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White noise assaults the airwaves
From every direction, the right and the left.
I can’t keep doing this on my own
With these people,
This shouting from a distance.
All that’s accomplished is
Destructive interference.
Since when did fear and ignorance
Come to dictate rationality?
Call me rash,
Call me cynical,
Still talking heads wonder
Why indifference thrives
In the land of jokers and jackals.
We’ve become the prey and the feast,
The accused and the culprit,
Forced to stand trial
For the sins of outliers.
Searching for candor
Amongst such distortion
Can seem a desperate endeavor,
But there are whispers of a place
Where discourse isn’t
Manufactured as majority
And an idea is allowed to breathe
Based strictly on its own merit.
Maybe if that melody could
Reverberate across our shores
We could embrace discernment
And discover equilibrium
Hidden inside her frequency,
For this is our verse
To court resonance and
Forge a new identity.
Who are we?
We are the static unknown. | | Tags: Random, Poetry, Original Writing |
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