Onionmint

Witheld by fate oercoming anxiety,

more pleasure more pain is what I face in this society

Displayed feelings of sadness, struggling to decieve

Struggling to understand what I have come to believe

Creative decisions to please, staying within this favour

Getting down low to my knees bowing out to the savior

It's what I have to do, burning flames desired

paradigm makes sense now provided knowledge gets me wired

Roots witholding information

fruits bleeding with pungence

Bearing a name in this nation

Showing realms of madness with redundance

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An old Christmas Poem ►

Comments

Big Sal

Tue 17th Apr 2018 22:08

Don't forget the 'V' in overcoming (unless it was intentional), first line. Otherwise good piece.

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