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Apr 2017
The tea steams microwave heated.
I add some coconut oil cause
they say it is great,
full of nutrients
so, I sit drink and ruminate.

The day has just begun.
Here comes the rising sun.
People rise to walk to work,
but I do not move among them.
I am not one of their number.
I abdicated that fate I hated,
predetermined patterns,
predestination set in order
to maintain the wealthy man’s
desire for money and power.

Busses rumble with loud children.
Yellow beasts bellowing through
my neighborhood and onto
the schoolyard I once knew.
It was a place where children scorned
all the words and other things I knew.
Even though I longed to join their crew
all they knew how to do
was alienate young individuals
who sought the truth.

So, I sit and stew about our youth
as my friend finds his coffee to brew.
He tells me about this new youtube dude
who plays video games and gets lots of views
making millions of dollars.
All I can think is I am a great writer,
but my god daughter loves him to.
I abominate, abominate is a great word
the weak willed sheep who follow
untalented *******.
I shudder.
Then yawn and stretch.
I blink.
“****” I think.
I need more sleep.

It is too early for me.
I am too tired to be
this frustrated with society.
So, I go back to sleep
to find a better world
within my dreams.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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