The feeling of a force,
from words spoken atop a horse.
Speaking clearly of a course
of new minority reports.
Resistance is growing,
to powers unknowing.
Few parts of the puzzle
are left to assemble.
Poor in good posture,
Rich all to tremble.
Isolation,
Decimation,
Consciousness on radio stations.
Pre-conceptions torn to pieces.
Ready to die,
for sake of species.
Never world war ,
only wars inside.
And then we will find,
how to turn the tide.
Stop with accessory,
move onto necessity.
Slowly unravel life's endless complexities.
Don't nod your head, if only for this fraction.
Keep always in rhythm to escape the box you were trapped in.