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Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Poetic Justice



I appeal to the real with zeal
Truth is I want to steal
The show and make u feel me
My quest is for the many
With the desire but lack the psyche
I want to dance and be
But no one will join in it
The fear of not letting go
Dawning it will with a magnitude
And tear us apart with remorse
Plus it’s our making no denial
When will we burst out friends?
From the cocoon covering us
Asking need not answer that
You know it and it burns deeply
Quickly stop to meditate over it
Killing it does with sedulity
The impetus created is formidable
Perhaps time will be the healer

How long then shall we wait?

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