Do you sometimes have a day
When there’s nothing left to say
You’ve ranted until you are spent
And yet it’s not made slightest dent
You’ve whined until you’re all whined out
Hoarse ‘cause all you’ve done is shout
And still the world turns as it does
Stays the same, and it’s because
It takes more than a harsh opinion
When arguing to feel you’ll win one
A mind won’t shift when met with force
Concessions need to find mid-course
And change comes when we reach inside
Where often it goes deep to hide
Afraid of work, of taking risk
Of breaking views like cracking bricks
Admire those that leave the shouting
And the hostile dogma spouting
To the ether, it dissipates
And hope that with it goes the hate
And in the quiet left behind
Are unbarred hearts and open minds
Stoic calm waits in their stead
Till worthwhile words are all that’s said!
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