I discovered I couldn’t bite the wind
with my teeth; but I could swallow
it gustily into my lungs! I discovered
I became altogether ambidextrous
with my penchant for nothingness!
It is as if by accident you realise your
abilities are more than what they seemed
to even yourself; like circumstantial evidence
that speaks volumes of your being, no mere brick wall,
but an entire fortress in stone. So many
need to take a bow to you, but you silently
shone your strength through the corridors
of challenges, not many, without selflessness,
would have taken! And you never spoke about
it to anyone else, not even to your own imagination!
There are utter intrigue, immense cloak and dagger;
And you in your bravery, winning no global statuettes!
Let the Oscars, Golden Globes, Emmys, and Nobel
Prizes, go to whoever they please. You know the word
recognition, but you care not for its reciprocation!
And you are so silent, without the demographics of
proclamation, but for your blog site! Like you were a book
that was never meant to be opened. Like you were a stone,
engraved on the inside, and not on the surface! And you
hastened to consign all their promises to the horizon,
that never arrives or is never reached! So that all their lies
be met with their consternationed sighs! And if you can state that you
are on Cloud Nine for it, or any other cloud?! Because
they miscue you and cannot tell you. Because you are
an evaporation to their consolidation. So that they want
to judge you, to misjudge you – so that they can punish
you unjustly!! Whose was the vituperation and treachery, if
you only rallied to protect yourself! Not yours, surely!
If conjecture was yours to behold truths, and their
conjecture was only misconceptions to deliver them
misgivings. And you are as lucid as see-through crystal
and they are as opaque as deceitful smoke and mirrors!
And I know I believed, and was convicted, and lived in
bastions of truth! Swearing myself in the agonies of cruelty
that unpardonably befell and beset me; And I stand to
make myself clear in self-advocacy now, so late in a vitrescence
of life; after the lifetime of ignominy done to me!!!
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