Words multiply, writhe and cry
revelations upon revelations; "think! think!", thus says the 'sage'
Revelations are done, loud disasters with great re-'vision'
"Look, look!" says his slanted sight, the other half dreams of dreaming, dreams to break and mock yours and mine
I don't laugh or despise when he 'educates' masses in each season
just wink an eye through his guise and fly
Or sing when he rises in rage.
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