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I AM

*out of inception*

By Veronica Published 3 years ago 1 min read
Photo by Irene Giunta on Unsplash

I AM the 8th wonder of the world,

The 8th deadliest sin,

I AM the tonic to your gin,

Boy,

Take away that devilish grin,

Before we begin,

Because 8,

Pick a Mate,

Our wedding date,

Is this all fate?

For Heaven’s sake,

Born and raised on a lake,

Giving more than I could take,

Started thinking I was fake,

When will I ever get a brake?

But I know Heaven did make,

A purpose for me,

We,

Cant you see?

Sanctity,

Clarity,

To be free,

From this insanity,

Divinity,

Out of inception,

Deception,

Misconception,

Recollection,

Inside our minds,

Born blind,

Nay—

I was born awake,

But they did take,

Away my meditation,

Through medication,

Radiation,

Fooled a nation,

Through imitation,

Separation,

Lack of coordination,

Living in boxes—

Cubes of suffocation,

Intoxication,

Stuck in corporation,

A dependent train station,

We watched each other grow,

Into lawyers,

But justice we did not know,

We become teachers of the blind,

Mutilation in our minds,

Thinking we did find,

The Answer to the Rhyme,

Riddle,

Jack on the fiddle,

On the roof to this day,

Singing songs of yesterday,

Stuck in a game he didn't want to play,

Unsettled by the term gay—

Happy,

Don’t take away its pride,

For people shouldn't have to hide,

Orientation from the tides,

Waves,

Crustacean,

Paving a nation,

Away from obligation,

Discrimination,

Stop with this frustration,

Worried about dictation,

Divided formation,

Stuck in Sedation,

Damnation,

Carried away by creation,

Closing down space nations,

To find sensation,

In loveless flirtation,

Finding only starvation,

Lacking Hydration,

Praying for floatation,

In a society that sinks,

Into depths of inflation,

Unjust taxation,

Forgetting our relation,

As a whole,

We look for graduation,

The next generation,

To fix our fixations,

Lack of plantation,

Destroying our current foundation,

Searching for salvation,

In the bottles from the sea,

Forever on probation,

But we didn't see the message,

Instead,

Just drank from the bottle,

Until we could only see our reflections,

Now let's go back to the verse about deception,

And try it again...

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About the Creator

Veronica

I am the moss silken on watered stones, rooted deep in rich soil. Earthen creature, I am the night sky -starry and strayed from the forgotten path of poets - I am, the chatter from the iron rails rattling as the train carries itself home.

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