What they don't know

In disapproval
They turn their back.
In disappointment
they turn to black.

Choose not to believe
cowardly they converse
facades that they retrieve
cowardly they disperse

Their disagreement
they will inject.
Disentanglement
they will reject.

Choose not to believe
cowardly they converse
facades that they retrieve
cowardly they disperse

Can they accept
the evident?
Can they appoint
the competent?

What they can't show
What they don't know
Where they don't go
What they don't know, know, know, know.....

Standing in the faceless crowd
watching with skeptical eyes
the place where one won't flourish
what could fulfill their lives
Brand the stigma of contempt
No one sees the flower die

The man will wilt
The man succumbs
The man will die

With disengagement
to innovate
With their disablement
free to create

Choose not to believe
cowardly they converse
facades that they retrieve
cowardly they disperse