Though unready for such leaps,

Forced to confront

All the crimson of the epoch,

And a lexicon that lives

Closer to comfort, yet

Further from the truth,

As we stand faithless

Before the fulcrum

That could let flourish

The coveted equilibrium, 

An un-becoming of the ego,

A veto to the vertigo

Caused by a nexus

Of the nefarious, angling

For the negation

Of a stillness that points

To our sameness, humanity's

Undeniable oneness, which,

In a dreamland, could

Render divisiveness

Unrecognizable, entirely

Senseless...