Fuck your reputation
Thank you for giving me that
The realization
I don’t care
That the eyes
They can see
And if they cannot
They are blind anyway
So let them talk
Of the spectres surrounding them
They haven’t the spirit
Of the apparition
And that is no sully
Of the name of the commons
In everyday lived
There needs an object of attention
But now I am lucky
I have had the experience
Of seeing acceptance
And rejecting it swiftly
Author: candide
Work
Identured servitude
Slavery
Barking dictations
Chaotic obstruction
Unbelieving
Taken of the soul
Control from the uncontrolling
Dictates of the weak
Pathos of servant
Servile
Managerial poison
Winter Storm
Winter storm
Bringing the cold
I thought we were past this
The enveloping warmth removed as quickly as it arrived
How do I began to understand
The changing of the seasons
And the changes they bring
Group Solidarity
We are
Unified
In our pursuits
The goals may be different
Our circumstances may be different
We, are different
But we stay
Together
Fighting
Through the worst of it
Through the tears and the struggle
To our end
Where victory resides
Willed Victory
A beautiful pain
More of a triumph
I find myself through the impasse
My foresight,
I have been rewarded for heeding it
I saw myself
As the weakness I was soon to rid
I knew myself in the moment I needed to
So I acted
In the best and only way I knew how
Knowing
This too shall pass