Extreme to
extreme.
Pendulum
swings.
Left,
right,
left.
Back and
forth.
Repeat,
again and
again,
over and
over.
Pendulum
extremes
breeding
discontent.
No common
ground.
Forces
marshal,
opinions
harden.
Conflict.
Push back
ensues.
Stalls,
pendulum
pushed.
Back swing,
picking
up speed.
New
momentum.
Speeding
past
neutral,
agreement.
Bang to
extreme
and back
again.
Alienation,
altercation
compromise
destroyed.
Battle lines
drawn.
Middle
ground,
denied.
Opinions
no longer
entitled,
allowed.
Agree to
disagree,
extinct.
Civilization
untethers.
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Author:
E.J. Waling (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
This seems the cycle and people do not learn but keep doing the same thing over and over expecting a different result. Well written
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