(Trump, strange negative things have been happening to my body with those two injections, it is a long list I cannot enumerate! Thank you. Must I bear the consequences for other people’s sins! And must I not take my own recourse to revenge(!) and continue to persevere to be patient at my own cost!)
These bridges I will never burn, these beaten paths trodden
The famished soul so starved by injustice, hungers for truth
The arms of the Axis of stars beckon, but duty comes always first
The sometimes longing to live leaves me ripping, but the soul is not tripping!
And I assure you all, I am just of course, resolutely not off course
There is no drift away, yet, there are still the people who want to free
my soul that I ask for – deep within me. The riff in me is still about
freeing all else that deserves to be free! Pardon me, I’ve never been
euphemistic: I could have damned you all for misjudging and
misunderstanding me! Even the mighty Trump hasn’t got the gist of me!
Yes, Tina Turner can say: Paradise is here! She has a soulful voice, but
not much veracity! Was Paradise here, on my Mars too! I came to Earth,
in anticipation of my Leonine love, not because I wanted to donate her
to the fish (I shudder to think); and to fight for every thing I aspired for!
My past, my presence, my future! Those treacherous villains want to
take it all away from me, and make me something new, a shadow of myself –
in obeisant compliance with them. This poem is more than a missive to them;
It is an oath for myself and all I cherish – against them! Mother, I implore you,
stand by me! I need your strength, though I have strength enough!
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