untitled
I desperately stand at the break of a new dayas the roots of injustice entangle themselves
around my pale, naive ankles.
Struggling to grasp a twig of acceptance
My youthful body falls...
crashing into the waves of insanity.
I fight the thickening current of hate.
Dreading the sight of heartless souls.
(the two-legged creatures who carelessly skip
through an impossible rat race that has no end or reason
for existing.)
As my hollow bones continue to be bombarded by deadly stones
from jealous minds
My frantic toes finally reach the soft sand of forgiveness.
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