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.'