See it to be as is.
Why not?
Afterall...
Every excuse to use made,
Has exhausted repetition.
And those rushing,
With new disguises to hide...
Their participating,
In the agitating of conflict...
Division and ancient beliefs.
Have done everything possible
To claim it blamed,
On diversity.
And not the obviousness,
Of their insecurities exposed.
Based upon...
Skin color.
And not a fragile existence,
Given...
To all life forms,
Threatened without warning.
When man-made stupidity,
Developed...
From escalated hatred created,
Ends the smell of added B.S.
To not guess,
From where it comes!
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