demanding the absence of coercion

Nothing is toxic.
Instead, it is in how you try to be above the wind.

The stream of hero identity masked
as parsing that or this phrase.

Hatred can be understood as a clamp
that rose from the pits of social good uninitiated.

It was and is the only sutured,
matter-of-fact, alloy yet to be transmuted.

Instead, hear yourself in their bellowing
remarks that denounce the innocent.

Listen to the likeness in the esteem.
Covet their space taken up in this world.

Dialectical monism or the nature of only
becoming by being dual.