In disapproval
They turn their back.
In disappointment
they turn to black.
Choose not to believe
cowardly they converse
facades that they retrieve
cowardly they disperse
Their disagreement
they will inject.
Disentanglement
they will reject.
Choose not to believe
cowardly they converse
facades that they retrieve
cowardly they disperse
Can they accept
the evident?
Can they appoint
the competent?
What they can't show
What they don't know
Where they don't go
What they don't know, know, know, know.....
Standing in the faceless crowd
watching with skeptical eyes
the place where one won't flourish
what could fulfill their lives
Brand the stigma of contempt
No one sees the flower die
The man will wilt
The man succumbs
The man will die
With disengagement
to innovate
With their disablement
free to create
Choose not to believe
cowardly they converse
facades that they retrieve
cowardly they disperse
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