Beasts of Burden whose Voice is the Sound of Traumatic Wounds.

The Keys to Perception and its Scales
of Worth--what would they Be? What's a Scentless
Flower? What makes the Seasons Turn? Who Tells
us the Way? Are we are we Perishing Flowers?

Friends, we are earthlings no Matter the Laws
or the Borders   This Shuffling for Tight Space
Give me some Elbow Room. Recall your Manners
we were all Taught in Kindergarten. Peace

Peace is the Legacy of the Future
that looks Retrograde and Finds Precedent
in we who are ALIVE today, right Now.
Di-Versed of Freedom, Permanently by Force

withOut Release and as Beasts of Burden
whose Voice is the Sound of Traumatic Wounds.