Poetry
The Chosen Ones
The time has come to make a change

To be chosen was thought the worst
Only outstanding, angered and offended would call for the truth
This real life has the devastating answers though concealed by division
Faithful, I’ve never confused desire and crime, right with comfortable
Our luck ended and hate approached the aggrieved
Pulling loneliness, few alloted all with love
Reality, the ignorant and the positive disagreed wildly
The clans bestowing hatred, not direction
Our nation turned citizens to beasts from humans
While one will try, most just get things confused
Laughter and happiness are the optimal cues
Change is approaching
Deal with the loss, your choice was amiss
Unity is imminent
Every fascinated smile open
Love between the parties possible
Anticipating the advancing change
Then, truth will cure hate and exempt the wronged
Change is coming

