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Sktzo
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AWAKENING MINDS

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Electronic Visual Voice Box

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life

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I’m determined to recline and rhyme the next line in due time
So you can then be forced to resign
And then go out of your mind

Resign into your mind
Become the next serpentine sign
The masses see what they choose
So I am here to refuse to be unlit
The message of hope is a message sent to not be bit
Once bitten
Hole in my heart
Now smitten
Forever giving while unconsciously sinning
Incoherently riding the beast of scarlet hue
Not knowing exactly what is next for me to do

I only do what I feel I am told
What I believe I hear in my mind and seen by my minds eyes
It should come to be of no surprise
That I detest humanities lies
How it deprives virgin eyes
To see the insanity
And mundane gravity of the situational depravity

I form by methods not the norm
Intellectually estranged and deformed
Never the kind to have conformed
But always known to resist and revolt
I always initiate reform

Insecure thoughts of crawling creatures within
Impure revolting acts of violence sought to kill him
It
He was who I became back then
But who or what am I… NOW?
My voice is heard
By words transcended the realm of digital heights
We were once uniform
We were one in all capacity
But then I changed
Or, maybe he changed or maybe even ‘It’ grew
Tales told expeditiously
To terrify the tepid
Timid tremors awaken the dieing soul
Chasm in the spirit

Lost within but He found me
But who is He if not I
I am He, possibly?!

Why confirm something I may fear to know?!
Fear is the basis of seeking internal emotional oasis
Take flight and go to hidden places
Shattered mirrors of confidence
Dissidence
My disagreement with self has grown to moments of flagellation
Torture of mine own self
Minds compressed ‘til death escapes a new birth awakens me

Just what purpose does it serve
To utilize this electronic visual voice box?
To pat myself on the back
To think I serve a higher purpose
My words are only meaningful to those who find meaning
To most it is deemed worthless
Words could have power… if someone hears, listens or reads
But at the end of the day
Purpose and fulfillment
Lay dormant until you find….self!

SkTzO

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