Truth and Trauma
Don't know when
The cataclysm came
Or what God wrested
From his heart
Is it true
When we circle
Or choker chains
That the entire radius
Is all arranged?
Who gives the power
To create?
Through what cause and effect
Do we make our mistakes?
A reminder
To be kinder
Love cannot be vengeance
Peace cannot be forged
In war
The seeds of Now
Are finding their roots
And will eventually
Always
Find the truth
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