some battles are unending

yet with sleep comes pretending

and so we continue with words.

with one eye open -just a token-

of resistance, we witness.

some battles are real and what can we feel

with a scholars tongue?

Borrowed words never answer

instead, like a cancer, they spread.

(Disguising lies and diatribes)

some battles are unending

yet with sleep comes pretending.

so with one eye open we continue

to bear witness.

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