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Jul 2017
i see seasons change and
societies decay
the mighty fall deranged
when sobriety is pain

i observe so much hate
and become afraid
i fear a new low
has been attained

no, this wont be read
in grade school books
they'll read about crooks
and Twitter accounts

operated off the cuff
from a colorless house
a mountain of bullying
less the toll that it took

I'm hoping this is just a
pessimistic outlook
and the corrosive composure
we now face goes kaput

i hope the pendulum will swing
back to our roots
when compassionate folks
fought hard to unhook

our subservient status
to oppressive regimes
that abhorred a free voice
and forced religious beliefs

who repressed the sciences
and denied discoveries
those that taxed the masses
to keep the elite appeased.

it seems the cycle has come
full circle again
let's hope the system is built
for a fix from within.

I'll keep faith
Concoxide
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