Looking for a Litmus Scripture

The cycle of violence spares no one
unless the stricken face is turned away,
away from rage as endless as the sun
in apes consumed by their own disarray;
some shindy misled souls of fracas
purblind by the chaos fog of order
where the universe proves to forsake us
and salt the wound with a chain link border.

Thusly uniforms nab the user's mind
as caged metaphysical wings may fly
toward times where tortured souls are kind
and witness rainbows in their prison sky...
where occupations will be seen afresh
in all the frailties of mortal flesh.
Written by MidnightSonneteer
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