It crowds the busy streets.
Spreads infectiously about on media.
Repeated in words from enemy and friend.
Pain. Anger. Hate.
It rises in their voices,
Every fluctuation and tone depth.
It's in the frightening expression of their faces.
Softness. Gentleness. Protection.
It glides quietly through the busy streets.
Unnoticed for the most part by media.
Whispered words of comfort by a friend.
Healing. Joy. Love.
It radiates in their voices,
Every fluctuation and tone depth.
It's in the glow in their faces.
Opposites in the same place indeed,
But which side you want to see
Is your choice.
Commentary:
It's been a while since I've written any poetry, because of all of the other creative things I've been doing as well. I'm multi-subject creator, so I often get diverted in different places at different times. This was a personal challenge to try to settle down for one minute and just let whatever come out of my head. It can be difficult sometimes and it probably took me a good half hour to get my brain into gear to put something down. This is what happened--with a little adjusting--as a result. I hope it makes sense to everyone.
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