Insults are proven to be futile when verbalized.
It's fact, not fiction that's associated with our demise.
Lies are but dust upon the shoulder.
Easily flicked aside.
The lies remain upon dirty shirts.
Whilst the facts stay inside.
It is the truth that waits acceptance before conflicts become heard.
That are in need of our attention before issues become unreserved.
Unecessary conflicts.
From friends, family, your lover.
The final tragedy of a well turned cheek.
Desiring acceptance.
An understanding in each other.
Before the future of the people is turned into bleak.