Eye of the Storm

Out the corner of our eyes
we can see the winds raging,
from our blind spots we can hear
the loudest of the howling.

We spend our whole lives living
within the eye of the storm;
ignoring the chaos around us,
just trying to keep ourselves warm.

When the floodgates burst at last
and we plunge inside the hurricane,
will we finally fight to survive
or continue to shift the blame?

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