Perfection

Civility in discourse starting tomorrow

They listen not to what reality will say

Leaving them in dread and full of sorrow

Hoping in hate they won’t have to pay

Ranting openly as reality passes them by

While suffering no opposition to what is heard

Gathering and dispersing what is always a lie

Until the truth of reality is once again stirred

Their minds are lost in unexplained events

Daring never to question their own reality

As murdered innocents existed as sacraments

The final journey is paved with criminality

The land they grew up in has been rejected

Progressively they just want it to be perfected

Perfection only for those who do not oppose

Lies, greed, and hate-filled liberal prose