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I called on the wind Maman would have had a fit I called for the wind by name. I asked her today Please sing my song to the world and just like my hair she curled Noisy spirals, like lunar periods tidal. The wind spoke in mania She's shouting, howling. A drunk Father passing through A scared Mother beating you Momentarily Wind made me god, and I was bigger than I ever knew I am powerful and destructive, tormented still by being invented Then manifested in earthly form as human ever striving for balance When inside of me Equity had been replaced Now anger stood in its place Personified, I'm Refocusing my compass. But to where do I set course, What is my purpose? Concerned with Identity To seek out Serenity
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Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 3:06 PM UTC
She's Shouting
I called on the wind Maman would have had a fit I called for the wind by name. I asked her today Please sing my song to the world and just like my hair she curled Noisy spirals, like lunar periods tidal. The wind spoke in mania She's shouting, howling. A drunk Father passing through A scared Mother beating you Momentarily Wind made me god, and I was bigger than I ever knew I am powerful and destructive, tormented still by being invented Then manifested in earthly form as human ever striving for balance When inside of me Equity had been replaced Now anger stood in its place Personified, I'm Refocusing my compass. But to where do I set course, What is my purpose? Concerned with Identity To seek out Serenity
*god isn't capitalized on purpose *every other stanza rhymes to juxtapose order and chaos *5/7/7 syllable structure
#illness#lost#mental#black#power#politics#identity#existentialism#crisis#woc
inessrose
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inessrose
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Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 3:06 PM UTC
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