Swell Time

Moving forward, just not sure where we're going, but at least we're having a swell time when we do it.

Listening for the truth


We navigate the room of screaming people,

Listening for the truth

But unable to hear it.

It gets trampled and crushed,

The sounds of anger, hate,

Thoughtless thinking,

Righteous beliefs

Fill the room instead.



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This entry was posted on March 14, 2018 by in poem, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , .
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