When interpretations of intent
get so badly sadly skewed
remnants of propaganda stain
wise fields once meant for food..
pollination spreads
while doubts get fed
in once clear skies
storm clouds are bred…
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When interpretations of intent
get so badly sadly skewed
remnants of propaganda stain
wise fields once meant for food..
pollination spreads
while doubts get fed
in once clear skies
storm clouds are bred…
Reading between the lines tell the depth of your words. So meaningful and so true!
Thank you!