We have descended.
If history follows a pattern, we're in Exile.
And 7 October was the Destruction.
Destruction of our faith in.
And our hope for.
Of our passivity.
Our freedom to be extreme.
The mirage we need only react in.

Two months after 1300 plus 240
Descent into the Exile of indecision deepens
Return the rest or fight to the last
Destroy or settle
North or South
Warfare, land or air
Gathering, vigil or protest
Elections, municipal and national

When indecision weighs
My response is to bask in the feeling
Sitting in the Exile of questioning
Withhold the answer
Savor the question
Appreciate the unknowing
Accept we're in Exile and there's no easy
Allow the answer though unbeknownst to me.

Redemption to wash over me
I pray we have that luxury

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