My eyes are still red with tears,
While you sleep like a mighty lion
Hugging the aura of your own brilliance.
And that makes me think
Perhaps because the heart knows all along
The THINGS we try to convince ourselves
Or unconvince- as the time demands
The FACTS we prove to the whole world
But cant prove to our own hearts.
And yet tears are shed, sacrifices are made
Voices are lowered when the truth is spoken
Not for some great ideal, not for some huge reason
But to keep swimming in our social pool
Or just to sit waist deep in its shallow parts.
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