Alight from your throne,
reeking of superiority.
Cast the first stone!
It no longer bothers me.
Spewing impotent venom,
your willfully caged mind,
conditioned, doped, benumbed,
cradled ideology; you're blind.
Let us meet as equals.
A dialogue must be fanned,
or the cycle of upheaval
will regress the promised land.
Apr 12, 2021
Apr 12, 2021 at 8:24 PM UTC
Alight from your throne,
reeking of superiority.
Cast the first stone!
It no longer bothers me.
Spewing impotent venom,
your willfully caged mind,
conditioned, doped, benumbed,
cradled ideology; you're blind.
Let us meet as equals.
A dialogue must be fanned,
or the cycle of upheaval
will regress the promised land.
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