Who is it that one we might see?
And closely, attend to say and hear
Yet chooses the pre-fabricated talk
The packaged jargon, of partisan stance.
What might one perceive, behind the screed?
Of those who espouse some media dream
A World, conceived and consumed entire,
Alas, by errant, misguided dupes?
What, in candor, does he think?
Whoever, he may be behind that mask?
One of the few, now saved from pain?
Or a hapless, casualty of reductive thought?
What, indeed, if we might see?
Under the mask and fabricated words,
Of media trope and partisan fog
With “straight out” speaking of two hearts?
We’d see each man, in his own place
Those fortunate, and those in want
In pain or pleasure, as he may be,
And, sans- words, sing loud the songs,
Of mutual brotherhood and love.
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Leonard N, Shapiro [KINGSTON N.Y. 8/1/23]
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