my own state of comfort…
… is here

in my own peaceful zone
even the rain passes far away
from all the rascals and blunderbusses of this world
whose only way lies in lies
and in harassing those of an innocence nature
I’m not interested, never been
when at the same time
you tried to change me and the order of things
most appreciated by me
why should I allow myself to change my mind
about things I never wanted?
why didn’t you understand
that you impose your will on me?
did you not know that the person has the right to choose
with whom, why, where
when and for what
it would be involved?
and you should accept someone else’s will
unless you are a communist authority
fighting against any opposition
to establish your power
but that will never happen in the state
of free democracy
so, I don’t know what you wanted to gain
in the atrocious shame
of your own culture
built over the centuries
and disgraced
in one minute
of your accusations?
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To A. C.’s crowd
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March – April 2022
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originally published at https://medium.com
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About the Creator
Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
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