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Jul 2016
Having been led to the table of no return
we remain seated and partake of the
entire meal without a word being uttered
Suffice to say... we become ceremonial mutes
as we follow the crowd in a deafening silence
to protect the impending and rogue untruth
Whatever it may consist of, we remain complicit
in the lie of the day much to our surprise
the ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM shows no
mercy and yet some foe needs to raise up
to keep it real thus expose the beast and
center the universe once again.
Written by
Allen Robinson  The Burgh
(The Burgh)   
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