Things become contentious
When people become tendentious
To bend the world through a worldview
Then people become pretentious
Things must be just the way they see
To bend everything to agree
Until the tendency is gone
Maybe rooted in the psyche
Splenetic rather than find out
The haze of these tendentious days
Forced perspective enforced in ways
Now glorified tendentiously
The conscience of my consciousness
About what is no more nor less
Ending up at last transcending
Of twists and turns of history
Here comes what fear is afraid of
Someone made unafraid by love
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