Life on a whim. My rise and falls matching the occasions. Success and failure without accountability. I was just there. A bystander to life. A witness to the despondency of my existence. I embodied ambivalence.
I found my heart could speak. I am a speaker
My sound harked for the weak. I am a teacher
The ground cracked under feet. I feel my power
Now my mind embarks on life’s feat. This is my hour
“Equip your lips with tactfulness to unshackle what resides
What keeps us up at night, producing pain when lips confide
Assemble with me, armed with words… to pierce a callused skin.
Corse coverings, now seeping… with solvents to your grin”
Mind to Unbind
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