“ Social Values ” ~ suffering fixed line ~

Words need find

What explains best,

To wayward minds

Ethics to express,

Suffering fixed line

Of modus interest,

In archaic social values

That fails to admit

The painful confusion,

In societal empathy

Held hand me down

Slanted sympathy,

Be but nationalistic abide

Of atavistic coeval apathy,

In which exclusion survives!

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“ On The Run ” ~ to find a stead ~

 

On the run

From place

To place,

I search ahead

For space

Might be akin,

To the images

That populate

My spent head,

With a life spin

Of purpose clear,

For I’ve but left

A meagre stay,

And far too near

Be Reaper Grim

To dog my way,

Hence I hold run

To find a stead

Of lesser haste,

Afore fate ends

This journey’s race!