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We are we now
- by Craig Turnwall
In this congestion of no-shows and idle promises, screams festered from far off lands
this sweet ideal we un-vote for; our very lives unravel
I see tearful paths
of the boom blast generation, pestered with inaction and lies given by
tele-gods and wire tapped songs, listened on by the few...but we are the new many -
hearts pounding with eyes downward, staring at feet that walk bent forward
an awakening of a revived mass, a service to un-act false actions
heads to look into one another's future eyes, feel the flesh
re-taste our dormant humanity; brothers and sisters
who are we now?
This day and aged falsity is reborn within our minds
with hands and fingers removed from hushed lips to speak again of
unity
compassion and honor toward frailty we see; black and white no more
undivided and spiritualized in oneness, humanity
blindness removed from gazing at crumbled short distances, saturated sidewalks tread and re-tread before
touch shoulders to become reborn; look into faces with a silence of patience unmasked the past and alive the times, go now
ahead unscathed by hesitation or inability
relinquish
atuned standards
for we are we now
In this somber aged of poured concrete ways
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Craig Turnwall
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