Consequence is Calling
Can you hear consequence? Is it calling?
Will we ever turn to face the weather?
Hush little lamb; all your senseless bawling.
Blinded by our choices; a braided tether.
Striding in cadence with the bellwether.
We’ll soon have to answer; all together.
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