Oxymoron

It’s been a long-short, easy-hard,
Noisy-quiet time since the
Frizzy-frazzle, paddy-paddle
Came-went away.
And the clearly muddled message
Of our logical-nonsensical
Led us all to follow
What unspoken words can say.

And the moving stillness calls us
In a voice we cannot hear
With a razor dullness sharper
Than the blunt end of a spear.
Come and heed the mute rendition
Of a song no one is singing.
Come and wrap your restless arms
Around the nothing that is there.

We will win the losers battle.
We will fight them in retreat,
Run to cover with a vengeance,
Raise our flag in proud defeat.
They shall feel our passive anger,
The grave weakness of our might.
We will teach an unlearned lesson
In surrendering to fight.

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