recorrective

Today, we stand on this ground,

Of knowing. Our surroundings the circumferences of comfortability

For we as individuals work naturally as human beings

The air around us shifts, as we each move.in a different rhythm an sound

a clearing. On a daily each other in believing in one another

watch the easy exchanges, hand to. Hand

In conversation,warmth is given freely.

Respectably by the beings hue are being

And I remember the chill, the negativity

the sharp edges of words that festered now raw refusal or neglect to stay positive that once felt like stone.

the slight turns of phrase could be a change for any of these individuals of hate and stonewalling people of only the words of communities and the surrounding speak known by their name

Now the disposition that belittled or dismissed is criticism zed lied upon of other authority of abuse to come to a concurring wrath of extermination

The slow starvation of spirit,

the quiet severing. Of death

The false smiles, the empty gestures,

the way kindness was measured

and withheld. ,regulated by prior lies of

Those ways, imaginary beliefs that come back around for your relief of hospitality and now the turmoil of what was made up now a refusal to plant now. Starts to grow. ,( didn't notice¿)

They do not belong in this soil. Of what nurtured you to be you, as you can lead a horse to the water ,but you can not force to drink. But to serving ,instinctively it will learn to hydrate, That space that has been build, between seems to be the departure you didn't keep up with where the self taught self and naturally built the character of alll,now yall laugh talk down criticize,e belittle try in every move that's made to make things worse as if it was always this way now it's new to

It demands regulated lies in the unseen truth of an individual face to face person to person function,behind the screen to dismantle what was respected and looked towards and assured things would work to a conclusion of understanding and. A comprehensible knowledge. Life,it is, this today,life what it is, life a clear-eyed seeing.

These fucking fucks of determination and detierating disruptive consistency these individuals ignoring, turning away when comfort was needed. And given

exiled now,

those habits that the people of reframing of a being chipped away at connection.

The things I speak now, fuck it

they land softer, denser

more like rain than hail.

Not the my g you once knew before on, the defensive, for any that's abused from

the rehearsed untruths.

Just this: a presence, of me, now givzah

an honest breath drawn in, and given back, to all as a whole.

Here, today. I'm not proud as I once was not of bitches sarcasm seeing if you can see the new worthlessness of a genuine individual you thought you played, the Unburdened by what was left of destruction ,of all to confront refusing of hearence ,the words of your opinions your taking action on ,the dismissive connection

Life