Election’s storm chaos
Brewed upon horizon storm
Left to the merchant of the past
‘Til life becomes the norm
Left to excuses that heed a cause
Norm to equation before life pause
Children scurry for reason to be
Understanding nature – why they killed the bees
Holy grail an excuse for the survivor
Gnostic understanding to make it a liar
Catholic churches bent by their spire
Non-denominational truth trying to get higher
Words of meaning left to the futile mind
Thoughts by another suspiciously left behind
No reason to be given lest one be blind
The consolation being: it will define the time
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