Someone is yelling at someone
who is yelling at someone
The world is full of unsettled fears
that come and go
with bursts of misunderstanding
The yelling a chanting
The early tribal call
The anger is not lost in the wilderness
but in the traffic flow
The screeched horn of Sunday
elevated by the preaching band
grows the tempo to loud kernels
full of amplified baseless fears
just the noise of the situation brings us
to the abyss of constant tears
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