Learning To Survive
by Michael Doyle

She whispered about her dreams
In suitably stifled screams
Twisted sheets and chandeliers
Made everything larger than it appears

Thinking can hurt your chances
In this world of broken romances
You're expected to follow the rules
Learned inside the forbidden schools

Here under the privileged roofs
That propositions given without proofs
Traditional values have a different meaning
Where there is a redefinition of human beings

Habits bring about forced isolation
Across the recast of the nation
Where people become afraid to speak
And the unarmed strong falsely fake they are weak

In corruption, it's a necessity to survive
Spying on each other to stay alive
Praised be what the proclaimed ones reveal
Even if its the real truth that is concealed

Waling in oppression along the river
Wishing for the freedom it might deliver
The struggle becomes its own fragility
Where hedonism as diminished virility

Blessed, it seems, are the meek
Who have become afraid to speak
Afforded now to be seen as extraordinary
The fear felt is now the ordinary

Keeping their heads down low
Eye to eye, the would no longer know
What it is to know and live freedom
There will be no individuality in their kingdom

Praise be for the evil that is done
But surely the feigned purity is not for the Son
For the Bible Tells us truth sets souls free
And in this darkness, that will never be

Please God, let the lingering memory
Be that which remembers love and family
Taught lessons are found in twisted cruelty
Found in the merciless beatings of brutality

(c) April 14, 2025   Michael Doyle
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