Tradition suggests acknowledge ourselves
In scheme, our spiritual karma wanes,
Like to believe that humanity delves
Where love in peace speaks hopeful gains.
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Wild abandon ills principled decline
In our children’s eyes we extinguish fire,
That reckoning once spoke roses and whine
Today, private anguish will less inspire.
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Young minds of tomorrow whose direction
We ask to maintain, we demand they thrive
While daily shattered streams are solution.
Sweet anxiety, media minds strive.
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In a world, in a place, in a vacuum
Pretense is doomed if we choose to presume.
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