‘...but to fill with hope this void of gray.’
What I’ve learned
and heard
and seen
is hardly what I claim to be;
that of choice and fear and empathy
and all the misery between.
Some same, “Misery loves it’s company”
while others think, “I don’t give a damn.”
Either way - its wind may blow
to the lot of them: I am what I am.
Some say honor burns brightly, some blindly
a torch - per say - for truth.
I say, “Come to terms with idealism,
either way - fools - I want proof.”
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