Those not on the side,
Of correcting blight…
Find their way of life,
Threatened by ambiguity.
Uncertain are many,
Who believe their traditions…
Maintain a cemented fix to truths.
Uncertain they are,
How far a kept stubbornness…
Will keep facts off their tracks,
As a return to plastic satisfactions…
Seem never again to revisit to relive intact.
Those not on the side,
Of correcting blight…
Find their way of life,
Threatened by ambiguity.
With a weakening of pretentions.
And there is nothing on the horizon,
That validates a relief…
From fears that have increased.
As those foundations symbolized all their lives…
Begin falling to pieces as beliefs in them decrease.
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