Where do I begin?
Complex to the matter
Wrap the hands of many
Silk embrace
Don't know where
Nor why
All we ever know
Is the "when"
Yet nothing to admit
Toward positive endings
Drown in our mentality
Pull the plug
What is there
Left to take out?
No low-hanging fruit
Too simple
Change the mold
Not frugal
Demonize the danger
Black and white
Subjective perspective
Never existed
It won't prevent
Us from looking through it.