it must be in my composition composing lines of opposition opposing the forces of inhibition inhibiting me, and my mission
maybe the reason for my creation creating lines of aspiration aspiring to give my own translation translating thoughts into formulation
=========thesis of completion============
i was made from the pavement of places where faces are vacant of any translation i interlace traces of those wasted cases as a way of portraying their lost salvation
i speak from the streets of broken pieces where the weak sleep in the heat of depletion i seek to find some peace in my thesis where these creatures reek of completion
i decided to throw in the second poem because i thought it kind of related to why i write...which, is what my mission statement series is all about