One Word is Enough

The world is choked on verbiage. We have sown
blind bias. Like a thistle gone to seed,
our ignorance has flowered and the weed
of self-inflating punditry has blown
its blighted spawn worldwide. The numbing drone
of everyman has drowned the impassioned creed
thundered in smoke by an uncommon breed
who fed on flame. Too much has been my own.

I seek a word to hang the heavens higher
and shake the lower powers from their nest.
Then would I draw my soul into my chest,
ignite my lungs, in one last gasp expire,
knowing that breath bore darts of rain and fire
to burn a renascence. Till then I rest.

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