Reality and its foes

Reality wants stark nakedness,

Its foes want it to be poise,

The poise being another tact,

So that truth couldn’t make a noise.

They urge control on it, needing it to slumber,

shackling it in an unseen corner of mind,

It has the purity, the depth, and the calmth,

to be unheard and still thrive in its purest kind.

Author: Angry Bird

A dope soul and deep mind with a hot temper.

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