singing the praises of an idealized world
rationalizing even forecasting
how every bird song will grow into
a chorus of justice and peace
is
there really any other way
to
carry on?
reality
fracks into the soul
clandestinelyeating away the marrow
drowning your better instincts
before being fully exposed
in the pain of revelation
but
for this day
let
the treetopssing
--- e b bortz
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