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Friday, December 31, 2021

It happens too often,

the masses find themselves desperate,

and on the wrong side of history,

their freedom gone,

and their lives in the balance

There's a storm brewing....

one of our own making.

Destruction our weakness,

our fatal flaw,

our undoing.

Lately, it's been clear.....
humanity isn't going anywhere

Slaves to inventions....

that force us apart

Our notion of heaven....

distorted by our point-of-view

We are told to go...

with no direction, we move.

aimless in our endeavors

Happy Christmas!