Ostrich
Time
Blood is
drying on the ground, the free act like clowns
Imagination
is their reality, happiness in sundowns
Denying who
they are, hysteria in their normality
Trying
too hard always oozes superficiality
Seeing
the killing in front of them, nobody stirs
Alive,
but dead is their humanity, everybody stares
Indifference
is the difference when there’s no reverence
Irreverence
is the dalliance with evil until there’s only callous
See the
world today where innocent death runs amok
Being
protected safe or born, disgracefully depends on luck
Stuck in
that rut humanity fails principle to remain a slut
Rather
that dark dank dungeon of the deliberate ignorant
The
demise of enlightenment enriches the tyrant
Always
dormant in the shadows of intellectual twilight
Choice is
to think but easier to drink from the jug of dreams
Warm
feeling of sleep, the slide to death is the easy mainstream
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