#apathappears

#apathappears was written to commenmorate the show, during the viewing around January 27, 2015

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#apathappears and I realize it always was
I was the one content in a world of abundant ignorance
Plastered bliss in not seeking
not speaking,
not doing,
not being
The more you pry, the tighter my eyes shut
To shut you out because I belong
In the status quo where nothing could go wrong
Until Dorothy disappeared from next door
​And no one sought what for
#apathappears and I begin to question
Salvation tattooed to sewed lids
Balms to soothe stitched lips
Splinted arms grasping ghostly brethren
Vanished siblings
Runaway geniuses
Heart seeking beats
Advocates against a system rewarding complacency
I found the yellow brick road had turned sour
The colors flaking in the rising dawn
The sunrise of my conscience
Of my own thoughts
My compassion
My lost truths
The opening of eyes to the sun
That terrible, hurtful, truthful turn
That all is not right with the world in my sight
A coliseum of sloughed off skin full o flies
But suddenly I see #apathappears
A ribbon trailing into the distance
Past a simulation of what could be
Through a galleria of what is reality
I battle for this chance afforded me
To seek truth in crossed off places
Filling the death humanity chooses not to see
Until #apathappears for you, I will be your GPS
When #apathappears where will the journey take you?