Echoing Storm

by Michaelw1two Thought, how resounding it is, now that everyone is thinking mentation drums as mantra, at once each considers linking reason deemed illogical, blessed now with national rethinking purpose gathered within this storm, save our lives from sinking. Political misdirection's blind US, to the nature of this assault improprieties pervade the eye, as it strengthens through default weaken do the knees of all, as guile and greed reign to a fault freedom bled of denotation, becomes a society’s burial vault. Dedication to the sphere of peace, abandons favor of our time replacing is freedom's abdomen, ruining goodwill whilst in its prime boasting blubbering fuels the wind, infuriating is its rapid climb rhetoric barbs of poison fear, drive weak minds to morbid crimes. Echoes of peace, goodwill, morality, vanish in this swirling beast accrue does this wickedness, as we are whipped until deceased social clime succumbs to hate, common people soon are fleeced timorousness rules the moment, result, the best become the least. Asleep have become the masses, as the few control life’s flow living sliced to minimal pieces, at once in chorus all say whoa! condones in wild shrieking howls, even life can’t clear escrow extinction now approaching, our doom delivered quid pro quo. Jan 2010