What
would the world be like if the many
Were
treated as preciously as the few?
The
third born shown the same attention
As
the second, the first, the ideal of
An
entire life of beauty;
Of
joy.
Embraced
like a shiver
Adorned
like shrines erected to infinite dawns
Unencumbered
by desire disguised as
Need;
Need,
disguised as desire.
A
confrontation is in order
One
of understanding, of respect, of mutual
Pain
and its counterparts
Of
electricity and its conduits
Of
deep, dark, bitter cold and a
Newly
primitive hearth
A
new world order is in order;
A
new world design
Undeniably
Alive.
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