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Radical Me

My message lies hidden inside the mist of the lead with which it spreads|

I hold embedded the pains and shackles in which many lay|

I show no fear in the words forming inside my innermost thoughts|

My eyes blinded with fury after many years of being manipulated with lies|

Minuscule the bigger picture shackled in frame|

I maintain that message|

Which formed as I skimmed through pages of manuscripts|

They did not want me to read|

I searched and found my voice hidden inside a mountain cave sitting dormant|

Subversive beneath a cemetery in the woods of fight and glory|

Pride and justice|

Beacon of hope for the restless|

House of terror for the investors|

The dream arose from a sleepwalker walking along the divided line|

Enchanted by the beauty in the words inside of a ghetto|

In the middle of nowhere|

No one to listen|

But I listened and arose|

Cleared my throat|

And out came a menacing voice|

Toned vibes for the tone deaf|

They chose to not hear|

But I wondered|

And cried|

And laughed|

And begged|

And listened to those in fear|

Comments

  1. Very powerful words. I've said this before, but your poems are almost lyrical and almost beg to be read/shouted out loud. That is a true gift.

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  2. i agree with what krouth said :)

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  3. This is a great poem. I agree with Krouth as well; very powerful.

    My favorite lines in particular: "I searched and found my voice hidden inside a mountain cave siting dormant, subversive beneath a cemetery in the woods of fight and glory, pride and justice, beacon of hope for the restless, house of terror for the investors."

    I think I am going to keep that particular line as a quote :). As someone who is very politically-inclined, I can identify heavily with the feelings of this poem.

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