Dark the streets and bitter the winter,
though discontent has had its day,
given way, broken into factions of
apathy and outrage. These two roam
the streets, passing one another without
acknowledgement or recognition.
The one takes solace in bars and malls,
smothering all feeling; the other is
lost in a storm of blind fury, lashing
and yelling at all and sundry.
A victory for those pulling the strings,
whose actions have lowered the
temperature, raised the stakes
and hidden the sun from view.


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