Here in the now
The world rotates
Cyclical
As we were told in primary
Science
Suddenly exacting
Life’s gravity compels
Our mind to recognize
We are physically together
Electronic conduits
Now offer symbiosis
Yet high frequencies
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– Data Jargon Lingo Slang Slurs –
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Racist, piggish, ugly, name-calling
Entitlements interfere
With waves of gracious love
We live each moment
Aware that our physique
Measures against …
Hers, his, their design; our blessings
Gifts of fortune
Notions of peace
Respond only to initial tensions
Then allow redemption to exist
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We have to fight the war to feel the ease
Why battle?
What compels our lives to respond?
When can we become fully aware?
Who is it that guides our passions?
When is wisdom the eventual outcome?
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Sleeping while awake suggests distant
Turmoil can be forgotten; dreams remain.
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