Not sure where any of this came from, but sometimes the worst run can still lead to some good mind-wandering. I’m really just amazed I remembered to write it once I got home!
Make a Noise
As long as those who love to hate
have the tendency to procreate,
their mindset of ethical lenience
will have a captivated audience…
…so it’s up to us to inform their kids
that other views do in fact exist
beyond those heard within the walls of their homes,
and those they oppose
will stand and resist…
…because the stand against hate is never in vain.
Though our resolve may wax and wane,
as we endure horrors of the most heartbreaking kind
and the day-to-day ignorance of the narrowest minds…
…we can go through our day
knowing the strength of our voices
can rise above all the hate-filled nonsense,
and even the tiniest, quietest voice
contributes to the wall-tumbling, earth-shattering noise.
The Kitchen Ink 
I sure hope this is true, but there’s so many of ‘them’ and so few of ‘us’.
The voice of reason is a whisper faced with the jet roar of intolerance.
Haha kind of contradicting the whole point of the poem Bruce… Play along, optimism requires company!