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Irreverence

Updated on March 9, 2017

Broken morals at every turn,

announcing your signs of disorder:

you attempt to divert our focus

with your needs.

But they are not mine.










Offering your perfumes and your cars,

your wares of all sorts

you beg for our endeavors

endlessly,

but I will not buy.




Airing your half-truths and opinions,

with crooked smiles for your minions

seeking our trust

from the TV ,

but I will not watch.



Selling fear and unrest,

help for the oppressed,

you write your debauchery

into law,

but I will not abide.



Like a thick fog we must muddle through,

pressing for our attention,

sure we are wandering in the dark,

you are there,

but I seek the light of day.

For PFM, who has lived his life as this piece reads. May we all be so strong.

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