Crying Fowl (a tentative title)

Arguments are about communication––
or lack thereof––
Each side beckoning its own
call to be heard
Frustration mounts, reason falling
on opposition’s deaf ears––
Who surely would understand:
absolve otherwise––
And ethos, exhausted, succumbs
to pathos and sharp tongue
Lashing those who insist
on misalignment
While one’s own empathy wallows,
pleading voicelessly
For cessation of hostility,
the building resentment
Between bodies arguing blindly
beyond compassion,
Before finding the fracture
in comprehension
Mismatching pretenses
stakes and stances
Until the parallax provides certain
distance to disagreement;
A depth of view eliminating
this perceptual distortion
Causing quarrels between flightless
swallows and grounded doves

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