Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Divergent as always, I'm flying a kite in an avalanche zone. Inevitably, from your safe harbor, you will judge me. I yell, "this, this is liberation!" But you don't see me as a revolutionary. You'll take me for savage. Medicate the unprecedented out of my veins Cover me in a quilt of your culture, label it safety. Repression of variation, of the noise and the bold, is optimal for this society. Freefalling enthusiasm isn't exhilarating to you, and paint splatters aren't modern art They are just a mess on a clean canvas
0
May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 2:54 PM UTC
oppression
Divergent as always, I'm flying a kite in an avalanche zone. Inevitably, from your safe harbor, you will judge me. I yell, "this, this is liberation!" But you don't see me as a revolutionary. You'll take me for savage. Medicate the unprecedented out of my veins Cover me in a quilt of your culture, label it safety. Repression of variation, of the noise and the bold, is optimal for this society. Freefalling enthusiasm isn't exhilarating to you, and paint splatters aren't modern art They are just a mess on a clean canvas
Written by
May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 2:54 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem