Unending recursionA Poem by Quillin the end we must all face the truthThe inability to question the obvious detriment of expediency has begun to give me agita While careful deliberations highlight the downside of such a life The actions do not quite commemorate the narrative Worse is these behaviors are being condoned and at times rewarded Does this mean meaningfulness has completely been abdicated Have we finally come to a time when the misnomers are now the acceptable Are inherent values now skewed if not eradicated In the end we have all just been misled Being forced to foster the bias judgements of an elite few Well I wouldn’t dare blame them for these happens on any level Anyone would welcome the idea of others doing their will at any magnitude Yet I can’t seem to stop being expectant of a time when we all live in truth © 2022 QuillAuthor's Note
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