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All the roses
have turned grey
the dandelions
have withered away
g r e e n e r . .
is not the grass
on the other side
weeds grow
in the cracks of walls
like dissent
t u m b l e w e e d
roam the streets
where joy once danced
w h e n t r u t h . .
is anchored on lies
and deceptive compromise
solutions to war
often eludes peace
imprisoned
empowered
inflamed
prayers for fair weather
often bring rain
holy men preach
the dangers of peace
and the sanctity of conflict
not minding
their hands are unclean
sanity's quest
driven by the insane
c o n s u m e d . .
we're food to those
who've created the cage
echoes fade
fear grows in darkness
and in ignorance
neither virus
nor the plague
neither angel
nor the snake
wolves don't care for
the opinion of sheep
walls that obscure truth
are infinitely thick
sickness is the system
they glaze the craze
for consumption
t h e b a r k b i t e s . !
© mingoáo
