The coils of lies lie indifferently at the feet of the many who deny,
they turn everyone’s tragedy into a fearsome, wild conspiracy,
hunting paralysed, grieving victims of shocking, violent atrocities,
hurting their pain with their own lazy brain that simply chooses.
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Sitting in a wheel chair a broken man sees his disabled daughter,
his tears for her losses and his own are true reflecting traumas,
yet someone says the police, the terrorist, medics are all lying,
and those who mop up the blood are untruthful in the telling.
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They kill daily with their lies as their choice to coldly dissemble,
listeners believe, stop life giving vaccines or safer decisions,
losing their lives to a peculiar greed to alter facts no precision,
building for themselves people led like lambs to the slaughter.
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There are times to boldly challenge the stories we are being told.
Scientifically searching the wisdom of the many and never the few,
seeking to think and listen to different voices intelligently asking,
choosing for those hurting people with PTSD, care and kindness,