PASSION SANS ACTION

Those swift to complain
things are imperfect,
skip uninformed stones
ignoring the depth of the surface

Full of vigor and passion
that never stirs action,
they become fiends for revolution,
fueled by overreaction

Not seeing a change in their life
promotes disillusion,
as puppeteers polarize
with elaborate moves of confusion

While grinding among gears
for survival and means,
they feel the one percent bandage up,
as the other ninety-nine bleeds

So reckless they swing
hollow pillars of opinion,
blind to all sides of an argument,
and get lost when within one

That’s the problem with their claim-
not having the clarity to see,
things do need fixing,
but first passion and action
must agree

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