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Tattle cries are just as loud as battle cries, 
but the difference is 
tears from mannequins dry on untouchable skin. 
You may have a purpose, but your attempt at a movement 
is motionless because your passion 
is a carefully constructed image
replicated in a false ideology 
that manifests into something specific 
obtaining a manual manipulation. 
A self servant visibility is indicative 
of an egocentric personality and everything insinuated
to be perceptually believed as sacred 
usually doesn't leave further than the tapping of your fingers. 
You proselytize by regurgitating the ways 
of a preferred deity and establish yourself
by turning your mirror to reflect the angle 
of how you want to be seen and adjust your thoughts
for a higher seat in your vanity 
in order to possess everything in your hypocrisy. 
The feedback you get initiates a sedimentary mask
you proudly wear and give a name to because 
as a statuesque representative in an upscale consumption 
of physical and mindful gluttony,
it is the exemplary rock to inscribe your identity.
You disguise it as spirituality, enlightenment, or awareness
labeling it as politics, religion, parenting, racism, 
abortion, extortion, activism, or sexism.
It does not, in anyway, alleviate 
the struggling strong minded from with holding their weeps 
on garments bled by friends in unsung tongues and private sin, 
in time well spent where the secrets
of the heart are kept for keeps rather than exposed and disposed of 
in a widespread generic documentary
for the world to see the effects of their warfare. 
Where words of vulnerability and exposed nerves
are perceived as nothing but memes and black sheep
trying to be shepherds making lists of things
to better humanity in articles utilized by a machine.
As if the top ten life hacks will take neglcted children
out of the slums of a poor shack 
and stop the hateful attacks on those who need welfare. 
The bandaging by labeling and over medicating
will not eradicate the urgent need for eye to eye, 
flesh to flesh, heart to heart
laughing, kind, grateful, melting of this 
plastic society.
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