From the silence of my solitude,
I bask in my self-imposed ignorance.
Comfortable with my limitations,
Content with my meager surroundings.
Misunderstood at every turn,
No efforts made to be informed.
Rumors and gossip pass as truth,
No chances given to explain.
Tolerance is now a one way street,
Traveled only by narrow minds.
Focused on a fixed agenda,
They can't see they're going the wrong way.
Meanwhile, sitting quietly in my garden,
The sun is shining on my face.
Muffled noises trickle in,
It's hard to tell what's going on.
Alas, apathy is but a toy knife,
Against the sharp sword of intolerance.
So I rise, and leave the comforts of home,
Knowing all too well, silence profits very little.
I add my voice, to so many others,
Making even louder, the call to repent.
Banding together, brothers and sisters,
Accomplishes more, than walking alone.
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