Listen, not with your ears or eyes with stubborn, instilled belief,
Beware the crawling sensation that ripples across your skin,
Your churning, upturned stomach that scuffles defiantly within,
The melodic similarities, your moral compass do they sting,
Distorted misalignment, facts that turn on the head of a pin,
Language of the body, twisted and unhinged,
For it’s not in the loudly spoken words that scream the malignant truth,
But in the subtle nuances that profoundly, loudly speak.
Listen