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’.