Screeching and squawking
Don’t you even know?
A spoiled child demands,
Telling us who is foe.

You read these things
And end, blinded to a fault,
Spinning down into darkness,
A mindless empty vault.

Learn to open up this land,
See it for its worth
Almighty mirages, false
And yet there…

Your sight deceives you.
Open your eyes,
He is not there,
Hidden between the lines.

Comparing things,
A lackey to trend.
Annoyance.
Irritation.

Fill these weekly hours.

Break away!
Fault with your
Daily belief!

Eye opening truth that
Is not your Truths…
See what is there,
And let it be.