Energy expended on ego
Anticipating animosity
Predicting conflict
Unfair as a slain lamb
But is there any righteousness in squaring off?
Pushing someone to cross the green mountain?
Where is the virtue in that
Or the virtue in surprise?
Let us all wish for amity
Of hope
Bonded understanding
Pale shade of love
Or semblance of love
Perhaps resemblance
The song fools you 
It's not over
Never was
Magic glasses are bestowed
Permitting true vision
Each other's shoes
Maybe it's that savory snack mix
With poison and 6 percent iron
Press on toward the horizon
It offers that green mountain 
Ready for crossing if it comes to that

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