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Tre' Cravalho Apr 2017
Crawled into a ball,
Covered by a blanket,
Warm on the body,
Cold on the face.

I lie diagonal,
On a vertical bed,
Which in turn forces,
You to lie diagonal.
Sorry.
Tre' Cravalho Apr 2017
My emotions are parasitical.
They drain the sparkle from my eyes,
leaving nothing but a smiling shell
of a hollow face.

My pain stems from the opportunities.
Whether they’re taken, or not,
mind empty of thought:
belief of being free
reality of being caught.

People experience pain differently.
I might have a parasite,
But you could have a false knight,
Or suffer from a wolf bite
Feelings bottled, dynamite.

My emotions are parasitical.
But, I’m still here.
Tre' Cravalho Apr 2017
Subconsciously our minds are being taken,
by an aggressive and educational break in.

We’re taught how to use spreadsheets,
when the companies
who stole from us
use the spreadsheets
to calculate their profits.

We’re taught how to find “x”,
When we should be finding
our cultural roots,
that are covered
by the pavement
of industrialization.

We’re taught how to be consumers,
so we consume
our history
becoming the
wolves that tore
us apart.

To control our minds is
to control our land,
which was ripped from the
humility of our own hand.
Oops.

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