We
all lie by omission.
This
terrible truth is stalking us
each
and every moment of muteness
as
if each out breath was a confession
that
cannot find words.
Yet
compassion fills the air we breathe in.
Society
is agnostic with momentous indifference
in
the way we carry on
this
pageant of oversight.
I
don’t have prayer as redemption
but
I have love to fill my absentia with presence
from
beyond . . .
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