Is It
The soul becomes dyed with the colour of its thoughts.
~Marcus Aurelius~
Is it really that easy to turn the other cheek?
Is it too much– to stand up for the meek?
Walking over the homeless– asleep on the streets.
On your way to a bar hop or fancy meet and greets.
Can I say bleak?
Won’t make eye contact– let alone speak.
And the stricken are the freaks?
Is that what you really believe?
~I.S.~
25.2023.08
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