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Inharmonious

We each have a voice, a new song to be sung
Not always harsh noise, or in some foreign tongue
Yet some feel entitled to sing more than the rest
Makes us feel bridled 'cause they're so obsessed

They drown out the others to hear their own sound
If they had their druthers, ours wouldn't be found
They don't want to listen, they just want to be heard
They create a division, their selfishness absurd

They won't read this and thus won't get the meaning
Continuing to dismiss that they are really intervening
So I'll listen to the songs and sing from time to time
The ones who belong will still add a harmonic rhyme

And those with selfish songs still will drown us out
And add to the cursed rain, that we can do without
We'll close the umbrella when they no more bear fruit
For their bellowing acapella will soon change to mute

For the love of truth...
 

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We each have a voice, a new song to be sung
Not always harsh noise, or in some foreign tongue
Yet some feel entitled to sing more than the rest
Makes us feel bridled 'cause they're so obsessed

They drown out the others to hear their own sound
If they had their druthers, ours wouldn't be found
They don't want to listen, they just want to be heard
They create a division, their selfishness absurd

They won't read this and thus won't get the meaning
Continuing to dismiss that they are really intervening
So I'll listen to the songs and sing from time to time
The ones who belong will still add a harmonic rhyme

And those with selfish songs still will drown us out
And add to the cursed rain, that we can do without
We'll close the umbrella when they no more bear fruit
For their bellowing acapella will soon change to mute

For the love of truth...
Really neat poem.. TW..thanks for sharing!! :D
 

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they buried my mother-in-law today. It was a weird feeling for me, because she was a major cause of pain and abuse in my life, for 15 years I looked forward to this day, but then she changed her tune, and went away quietly the last 5 years, no longer at odds with me and my household. So I had mixed feelings.

your poem seemed to hit the spot. I know you had this place in mind, but I couldn't help but think of her passing when I read it.

thanks, 2wit.
 
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