All my life I’ve endured a weight of exclusion never the one who can always the one who can’t never the one with but constant without
Standing afar a stranger in a whirl of happening where my would be never could be
The birth of desire gifted in grief ability almost visible but before my hands could grasp the thief came to steal crushing me down
It’s time to wipe the memory shake my head and say “no” that I will submit and agree to every thought declaring “this is who you are”
This is the end of the exclusion road a termination for the could or would no more stranger wishing from afar the negative rejected because in these days I truly can and I know I will
Exclusion where are you now? Your mighty weight has been discarded from my fortified bones the embellishment of your name erased from my beautiful skin today my revolution is real
Inspired by the realization of how my thinking had been affected, in a way 'infected' subtly laced with thoughts of ‘I can’t’.