Beat the Beak, a Poem

It’s so hard, to just remain, a mere observer, to the things, the events that are, happening, all around us, isn’t it??? Translated…

Stacking the Mouth onto the Faces

The Broken Up

The Torn Lines of Lonely

how callous we all become, NOT my comic…

With the Words, the Phrases, Accumulating

Those Small Portions of Silence

Gathered into Bundles

Looking at the Violence that Got Started in the Distance

Passing Through Before Our Eyes

Feeling Someone Else’s Aches and Pains

But, there’s, No On Switch

So, there’s, that scent of wanting to just stand by and watch, but the narrator is still, pulled, into the conflicts, whether or not s/he is willing in participating or not, and that, is how sometimes things go, we may NOT want to get involved in certain situations, but, we are, a PART of it already, and, there’s, NO way O-U-T!

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About taurusingemini

All I have to say, I've already said it, and, let's just say, that I'm someone who's ENDURED through a TON of losses in my life, and I still made it to the very top of MY game here, TADA!!!
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