We rise
not like smoke from the flame
to demonstrate
the Law of Conservation of Energy
-matter shifting forms-
Violent change followed by
heavenward ascension.
We rise
not like the phoenix from the ashes.
No glorious re-emergence from
the ruined form
of what came before.
No rebirth as
the middle stage
of an endless cycle.
Instead
we rise
like an orchid, blooming,
up from the shitheap.
We reach for the sun
even while
our roots sink deep into the filth.
This chain was my home.
This chain is my home.
This chain
will not
always be my home.
I’ve seen a hundred things stranger than
a ship that steers itself.
Not all slaves
have a master
after all.
Jan 25, 2018
Jan 25, 2018 at 1:20 PM UTC
We rise
not like smoke from the flame
to demonstrate
the Law of Conservation of Energy
-matter shifting forms-
Violent change followed by
heavenward ascension.
We rise
not like the phoenix from the ashes.
No glorious re-emergence from
the ruined form
of what came before.
No rebirth as
the middle stage
of an endless cycle.
Instead
we rise
like an orchid, blooming,
up from the shitheap.
We reach for the sun
even while
our roots sink deep into the filth.
This chain was my home.
This chain is my home.
This chain
will not
always be my home.
I’ve seen a hundred things stranger than
a ship that steers itself.
Not all slaves
have a master
after all.
