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AWAKENING MINDS

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Systemic Insanity

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I can feel the lack of zeal
I’ve taken the seal
“The mark” it’s for real
I can no longer conceal
The ridiculously elevated pains
In my body that nobody can heal!

It hurts to even verbally disperse
The fact
Of all that as an entity I lack
Feeling out of whack
Somehow still in tact
My muscles loosen then retract

Who is losing
In this game of fact?
I feel defected
Infected
Suspected of violent crimes
Thus
Not given permission
To reach my prime abysmal
My life is secluded and dismal

I have a beautifully healthy
Highly intellectually well developed and gregarious daughter
Although Christ is my savior
For now she is my continuous living water.

For her I live and remain
The grand abundance of pain
Has nearly driven me insane
I at times speak angered & profane
I sometimes curse the day of my birth
And the moment, the giving of my name.
The clouds suffocated my birth
When I was at first
Placed onto the face of this earth.

I grew up isolated
From the path of wickedness I deviated
Felt inclined to build my body and mind
And yet look at me today
A man of pain, disdain and unable to live up to his own name

Eric
Ever powerful
More like a life that is sour full
No pity
It’s just the life of a young boy raised in a crazed city

Growing up to be so uniquely different
In every capacity and in all manner.
But when pushed to the edge
His transformation is that of Dr Banner

The sudden change
Making me self estranged
Methodically deranged
Highly calculated and displaced
Losing grace
Too slow for life’s race
I must make chase
To spend no waste
To have an ever growing desire for taste
Intellectually, and systematically tasting
No time for time wasting
My life was full of chastening

Punished and reproved
Never approved to have my heart moved
So I grew
To be aloof
I am no longer the living proof
That to be unique is grand
My life has been bland
Phlegmatic
Boring and distasteful
My life has been purposeless and wasteful

I have always sought
To have naught
To be a man who always fought
Always willing to stand up and fight
But not to fight for 34 yrs
Everyday
New reasons for tears
New found fears
Insecurities had cut me like sheers

Demonic strain in my brain
The virus has run rampant
Spreading from my core to my sinews and muscle
Waking up alone
Is the greatest of my days hustle!

With angels and demons I wrestle to the ground
Until some kind of prosperity is found
Not only in me but through this vessel of mine
I have begged the almighty
To bless me by keeping me refined
Little did I know
That the prayer would be answered
By destroying my flesh along with my mind

Behind bars of insanity
Systemic
Highly obvious
Through time taken forensic.

That what I be is me
And me being me is the void I see
Devoid of life
Death has paralyzed me
By giving me breath
To live in a world of poverty
I now feel sloppy
I wish that no one like me
There could ever be a copy

The carbon version would only be worse
So let the obviously evident curse
Die when I wither
For Satan has won angst this soul
By not even having to slither!

SkTzO

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