Notes About The Poem

Two words changed since last night's post

Invention 4th line down to seeping and end word same line

From contention to connection, feeling tired as are most I

Suppose, thanks for reading.'

Tough Though True

War reprehensible war, with such connotations as I abhor'
Also the agents of its inception; on them be complete rejection'
Those that sow unrest, within the people's breast; bones of contention'
Sedition, false invention. Subversion seeping ; lost leaders no connection.'
The running sore of bribery; the massaging of anxiety division in society
Renewed other buzzwords, mind you.' Or perhaps you've given up?
Feel it's all just too much? As a weight bearing heavy that holds you as such
At night it awakes you, tries to mentally break you;  in small inroads too
Each day requesting more dues' asked to live inside out? Helps to help'
Leading to who would Know where? Perhaps it's worth to still care?
Ignore the smiling doomsayers the convinnial conniving ritual makers
The encourages of pot banging, and various noise also hooting clanging
A paganistic bent, driving evil spirits away? In this enlightened age?
I see the dark of night; in this mess; this depressive plight' 
It's been a psyops move in muted light,  a relentless sicko driven fight
Yet hold the line, defend and rightly, speak out on the fear insighfully.'
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Dietrich Avatar
March 2, 2022 at 9:07 PM
Reading this and the two who commented below and shaking my head yes, that it it.
Baker Avatar
March 1, 2022 at 5:02 PM
Well written, my friend. The absurdity of it all is so overwhelming. It boggles my mind trying to understand what is happening to our world. The bad is becoming the good (in the world eye) and the good are being persecuted as if they were the bad. Heaven help us, I pray. A poet friend, Bill
Horsman Avatar
February 28, 2022 at 7:47 PM
Hi Joe, Love the poetry, does seem our democratic way of life as been undermined, here in the west, where we have allowed tyrants to prosper, with those riches of million and now billionaires, and yes your poetry brings it all home.
Maverick Avatar
March 1, 2022 at 12:40 AM
I wouldn't be surprised if the Talk from the negative world Order gang doesn't turn towards nato recognising more The Ukraine why settle for 10s Of thousands dying when it could be millions? It will play Like covid they will offer you The opposite of what they want To achieve..The anti war sentiment will be used in a counter productive manner And they will be cheered to The echo'
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