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Stasis


Even this

tap tap tap

is too much

the decision too great

the implications

the participation

If I stand here

and don’t move

am I present at all?

As I stop

will everything

stop

will the raucous circus slink back

through the veil

will we be alone again

quiet enough to think

to speak

to not die

Can we float

or perhaps fly

not through the air

but as air?

Can we escape

this seething

cacophony?

The battlefields of certainty

stomp their hobnailed boots

on the mud-spattered faces

of those who pause

who wanted to wait

for the evidence

those who wanted to be fair

those who don’t wear boots

and wouldn’t use them

as weapons

If they had them

What a blasted field of tragedy

all the best underfoot

buried inch by inch

pushed under by those with

jungles in their veins

those who always

survive

those who know no answers

but step with confidence

on the courage to question

the precious breeze of the open mind

How we the world

have suffered

from your ruthless

persistent

ignorance

your absolutes

your certainty

The slick arrogance

You use to take

air, water, space

Time, planets, life

How much longer

can we rise from the ashes

how long can we beat

exhausted wings

in this beleaguered air

how can we watch again

the brash thoughtless denial

of all the right questions

the blood spray

from the ripped out throats

of all the delicate everlasting truths

that still rise to point

the way forward

the only way

to rise

and survive

Why do you

who think you know

— hate life so?

#justice #certainty #wisdom #Peace

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