Words flow freely,
worried not for a deficiency in truth, creating thoughts that rummage through our psyche, basking in their own power to prove.
Wrapped not even in the reality of the speaker,
and worried not for a deficiency in truth, rhetoric grows stronger as their passions grow freer, freedom, another word to be abused.
Molding intellects that are unused and easily confused, words are a leaders’ means to pick and choose truth for power, and we turn away as the stench of deception grows fouler – we close our eyes and kneel at the fault lines to pray, allowing our dignity to go and live beyond the fray.
Have you submitted your guest post for Rage Against the Machine month yet? Get it in. Don’t be fooled by the title taken from a band name. Read the prompt. I’m sure you have something to offer.