Coping Up With The Realities Of This Earth...

it will be
another lie, it will be another justification for
the preciousness of life
and its survival,
it will be another excuse
for having to follow rules,
it will be another saying
that because
i am here, so i must be like you,
and the rest of
the residents

it will be another sacrifice of
my authenticity
in favor of conformity

it will be from one cloak to another cloak
in order to keep this body warm
and then one cold wind
follows another cold wind
to make me colder all over
again

my hands shall then
by the passage of time
have mastered the techniques
of folding
to protect what i am
and what i have.

it will be another pain,
to another pain, ... i do not really know
when will this end

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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