It's hard to put into words

It's hard to put into words
what you really feel
and what you must do


Suicide notes never match the message
and words are left unspoken

The danger of killing the messenger


Thought control
pushes semantic framework

words can be broken
harness of meaning



What happens, to a democracy, deterred?

Does it dry up in the sun?
Does it explode?


But you and I we've been through this
and this is not our fate



You and we stand at the edge
of the ocean

we see
waves

sets
patterns


But the deep ocean is still a mystery

Let's look
at the magic eight ball

And see what it says.