Fed Up

Skies so black

Looking upon this heart of clay

Fed up with the politics

and passive aggressiveness

The twists and turns of the everyday

Keep passion and progress locked in a bay

They look upon the horizons for new ideas

And send doves for olive leaves and truth

But the revolution is right beneath their feet

If they’d get off their smartphones

If they’d stop talking selfies long enough to hear

The answers to our prayers have long been here

We’re lost in the misery, befuddled by the fear

What could we be if we stopped caring

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