Dissatisfaction

 I cannot let myself go.

There is a question.

We are working on it,

                allegedly.

Some people mobilize

                    themselves and others,

            to do this and that,

            to get closer to a resolution,

                                            allegedly.

Some people preach,

            or teach,

            or write

        about the solution

                    - allegedly.

I am curious

        and worried.

I go and ask them,

            what the plan is.

Their answers

            are non-answers.

And

        they

                know.

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 Things are

            not

                    under control.