When honesty is used as a blunt object
What does it profit?
When reality reflected is nothing more than subjective
Who’s doing the thinking for those applauded?
Why is love only considered conditionally?
Only if you agree with my beliefs traditionally?
Hatred is meanwhile wielded
Under the pretense disagreements concede this sort of treatment
War remains uttered under their respirations
War remains a border around any hope of peace-keeping
I would implore so many voices to speak lovingly only when they mean it
Though my faith may leave me disparagingly labelled an extremist