Such a quiet word
when pronounced properly,
such a violent word
when done impetuously –
A negative necessity
of brief moments
that offer oblivion
as a course of charitable concern
in the insatiable desire
to cure life’s little corruptions –
(and yet, the cancer spreads…)
So beautiful it is
when considered and caressed
in a dream,
the hope of hapless humanity,
the way out, the way in,
the place to start, the place to end _
An answer, at times, it would seem,
to mankind’s mysterious madness; or
perhaps merely another way
to pass, with purpose,
the long and lonely days _
Revolution
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