Repeating a mantra
That isn’t our own
Chanting in unison
Drowning the noise
Of opposing perspectives
And other directives
We hope that our song
Will be wholly corrective
’til we’re all of one mind
And there’s no one to find
The selves that we’d been
That were left behind
A dream we can’t reach
We don’t know it’s a nightmare
Keep chanting the words
With no thought of their meaning
A Life in Poems 