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