I do not ...
Understand
How so much intolerance
Grows
Across the landscape of ...
the U.S.A today.
Like corn rows
So thick ...it now slows ...progress
to a belly crawl
for us all...esp
Once it has been allowed
To be endowed
With heighth and form
Beyond the norm
Once praised as
Our uniqueness,
Our Shining Light that was once wished for...
and prayed for
in the darkest corners of the world
As welcome as a slice of bread and a glass of water to any unfortunate soul lost in the forlorn desert of humanity
and fortunate enough
to be found
by those who still understood compassion, that  now seems to be just another thing
/or gone out of   Fashion.
So high ....and so prolific grown...
this crop has reached
upon being
carelessly sown
on such -once sacred- ground becoming detrimental to all other life forms..
... it now surrounds making it such an ironic ...
and sadly disponic twist of fate
..where
In realistic terms
all those who
Once overlooked the over abundant sprouts.., began dissing...
dismissing -
being remiss in accepting
any...and all
opportunities
Presented
opting ; instead,
to consistantly be
Remissing ....derissing...
I.E. consistant
In all purposeful
ways of missing
all that appeared
to then become
disappear
beyond all those ears
that cannot hear
Risen to heights sufficient and efficient enough
To block the site
from any and all the light
that lay behind
the shadow that now grows
within all those rows and rows and rows and rows I call intolerance...
and others call Justice
that is simply the last resort ,
the kangaroo court where we venture off
into some new..
unknown phase of a  looming ,blooming
rush to justice praised
as anything but...
what the unknown
Is ...or will turn out to be
in the shadowland once united ...tossed aside ; unrequited
With all honor, truth, and justice indicted
As we ...begin to understand
...now that we are wandering around as lost as lost ever was....or ever hoped to not be...
that these are the results...
heaped upon
all of us ...who  will soon find out
that
no light can enter
nor lifeform escape
this endless darkness, endless days... endless ways of forever wandering and lost within this hated, yet hate build ...designed and created
to imprison
all hope, light and all future days....
Here in the place once called the halls of justice..now the dark emptiness of the cornfield maze( maise) The ununited State of America(n)values.