Hey do you know?

In this world of media there is this mirror

A mirror of smudge and falsification.

My world to your world to her world to his world to they world. For they are so different.

Callings, ideologies, personalities, personas, and truths there are much to be said and there is much to be done.

I hear the noises and feel the stomps.

I can feel the change of the wind

The change of temperature

And as for the sunlight. (son-light)

Now of days, at times it seems to be more dangerous than ever.

Whatever happen to you?

For claws, smoke, fire, and strange weather is what I see at times.

Oh, Media if there were a time when you were so innocent.

To my present or others likewise.

I would tell you.

Kind and Pretty you will not ever be.

To me. To you. And others likewise.

But I keep you close because there and here as you can see. You never was a personal option but what came with the terriority.

That came with the name.

Which came with the gens.

And what came with the situation(s).

As for your rectangular pictorial friend I sit and I learn to learn.

I learn to watch.

I watch to comprehend.

I comprehend to know.

And I know there is happiness of multitudes.





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