The clouds

will not part

to make way

for the radiance

of the sun.


Foreboding languishes

frozen –

and heavy in the air.


While the ubiquity of ignorance

is normalized

we become numb

to the criminality

of those countenances

while our humanity

is taken hostage.


And the search party is –

nowhere to be found.


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Writer, poet, possessor of 2 cents, blogger, recovering corporate animal and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will only get in the way.

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