People
exhibit the symbols of hurt
while
people who exhibit the symbols of comfort
vacantly
look on.
People
drive themselves
yet
they too, are part of the roadway.
World
war three happens within each of us,
bringing
single pointed-ness to the brink of extinction.
Value
itself struggles to search within each of us,
uniquely
on its own.
People
find the obvious ways to meet each other
while
time exhibits through them
all
the rules of politeness.
People
become other faces
offering
the convenience of empty agreement.
People
would want more.
People
deeply and readily do want more,
but
many times, we as, we the people,
we only
come together as if to meet. What is
the world of differences that
makes that so prominent? We somehow meant to come together to
share the common me, we deeply are. The spiritual expression given to be
our common light. That is where we are, we,
the people, in our oneness . . .
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