Lived apathy fails to achieve desire’s
Ambition. Strange, to be numbered among
The tribe. Rejection’s seeds to uninspire
The kind of life that’s lived with pride is strong.

Too long have we rebuked ourselves. Take heed…
I see a need; we see a need, for change.
In guise’s guile we spread denial, greed,
In the form of self-love. We’ve rearranged

Our essences into mockeries, weighed
With others hypocrisies. How tritely
Blithe we sing our songs of peace and hope. Dayed
Are our flesh-bound lives. There is a Need. See

Beyond propagandas reality.
Mankind has true creeds, moral-majoritied.

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 8/25/05