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Elemental formulations of healing for the soul 
Consequential co-ordinations as we resist growing old 
Monumental calculations from a mind in the scientific cold 
Fundamental indignation from a heritage that has been cheaply sold 

Inspiration from an underground rebellion against corruption 
Congregations gathering peacefully while they plan the next outrageous eruption 
Elevations of encouragement reserved for the next humble induction 
Consternations of conscience as they deliberate the latest disruption

Elated Birthrights of grace that alleviate the suffering of man 
Conflated sights of misplaced rights that insight the oppressed to take a stand 
Berated knights of armies that fight for the underprivileged lands 
Outdated insights from the furtherest from right that cannot reach out to take their neighbours hand 

Sorrow amidst the grieving leaves of the oldest oak lined tree
Tomorrow rids the meaning of the boldest manoeuvre to be free
Borrow a reference from those streaming the coldest point of view even though they cannot see 
Chateaux of Buddhist Mist resists those seeming as though they understand what it means to just “be”

Retrospective Franz Kafka, Kubrick and Van Gogh are turning in their respective artistic graves 
Genuflective baroque bursts out in the streets and illuminates the belligerent and brave 
My perspective resists the twists in the narrative that perpetuate the misrepresentation of knowledge in this dying age 
Defective subjectives invoke word detectives as contradictions alleviate words from a sage

Retreating from gender and bigotry , racism, discrimination and persecution 
Completing a consulate meeting while avoiding contamination of your verbal elocution  
Deleting the render of fascism, recrimination and avoiding electrocution 
Competing the bender of catachlysm while intimidation forces an absolution 

Give peace a chance while you look at him askance and allow a new world to now form 
Live through this strange dance while the privilege prance and the poor remain utterly forlorn 
Forgive the wanton violent stance of those who are existing war torn 
Outlive the demise of the good in disguise as a baby cries after being born 

The End Copyright Elizabeth Moroz
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