The Horror of Apathy
Dear Democracy’s Worst Nightmare, You don’t wear a mask.You don’t need to.You arrive quietly,in the empty chair,the unopened ballot,the scroll that never ends. You don’t march in boots or shout in capitals.You whisper, “It doesn’t matter.”And the whisper becomes a wind.And the wind becomes a storm. You are the soft sleep of apathy,the lullaby of … Read more
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