
Painful change of face,
genetics improved.
Cut off the line,
yes, this unnecessary one.
Where have you been?
These years,
a blend of comfort and tartness,
struggle hand in hand
for a better spot in life's race,
an unrecognizable product of Western society.
These rules held me,
but
they've become a source of contention,
a constant back-and-forth.
Your agreement is met with my dissent.
It's a different kind of negotiation,
not quite reality,
but a story unfolding,
far from the facade.
What you said
might not have been heard
as closely as you believed
it would be
because our lives diverge,
stemming from different roots,
following unique paths
with destinations unlike
any
that one could measure or compare.
And yet, it exists, though not visible
for all to behold.
Only a select few, those granted
exclusive knowledge,
while the rest
are left to consume hollow power,
leading nowhere.
The undefined aim is perpetually missed,
unattainable in its frigid,
calculated final breath.
About the Creator
Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
Where the wild roses grow full of words...



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