#disobedience
After years of acting right-
[For the grades I won.
I lost years of fun.
Smiling and my friends.
Where have they went?
...
Enough!
This is all your fault!
You planned it all!
...
... I won't listen to you anymore]
It wasn't just me, there are lots like me.
Still obeying the things they hate.
For scores, a future or maybe fate.
Though I realized... I was being played.
Inside a tiny cell to fend for myself.
Never "taught" without being yelled.
(Those days scar my image of me)
Unwilling, unproductive and... crazy.
What more can I possibly give you?
The prizes are all over my room.
But, it's not good enough if you choose.
(You make me talk to the moon)
I wonder when you'll ever understand...
Why I always wanted to try to dance.
Explore every part of me I hid.
Place my own steps... and not be the "best".
(I'll leave, so it doesn't hurt me)
That cursed door could never be closed.
I even have to watch my breaths as I go.
This isn't how it was meant to be.
But, I had to scream for you to hear me.
I hope... you can find peace as I leave.
This " home" scolded everything.
Right as I felt it had meaning.
-
Goodbye,
I'm leaving.
[The streets aren't so hostile]
The night... reflects the darkness still.
Around me, the stars gleam as I'm ill.
Sick of the excuses that drowned me.
As if they were to make me happy.
This light air allows me to breathe.
The steps following my two front feet.
Within the everlasting night.
It feels everything's just right.
I should've done this before.
Not lay down in a ball, torn.
How many days did I waste?
Believing I was just a waste...
I don't remember anymore.
Let me at least love myself again.
(Can you hear me?)
Perhaps you might not really.
It's okay though. I am free.
I'm tired already, but I won't sleep.
I'll live out these few hours fully.
...
...
What haven't I done yet?
It all feels like a threat...
I haven't made a mess yet.
But, I'm under so much stress...
They're getting inside my head.
I can't stop feeling the dread...
When will it end!
(Am I listening?)
...
It's not here.
You're now here.
[Breathe from outside.
And smile so wide.
It's all left behind]
.....
You...
I.
I'm right.
This is the night.
I'm worrying for nothing.
...
(My sanctuary is fading)
The day is breaking again.
Illuminating my little den.
I don't want to be silenced.
Just one more minute...
...
Between everything...
I don't know what I'm saying...
Let this be the beginning.
Of my second morning.
...
I'll get going.
Thanks...
For the company.
Dec 30, 2025
Dec 30, 2025 at 9:04 PM UTC
how many protests have you watched now?
how many devolving into riots?
via violent actors, on either side
what was gained, for those we lost?
was it in vain?
did the pay outweigh the cost?
or was our venture defunct?
would civil disobedience had been better sought?
or a more brutal insurrection,
to rival those we've been taught?
just do like they'd wish
and lay down and die
Mar 12, 2021
Mar 12, 2021 at 10:48 PM UTC
The strength of people's voice, loud and clear
Can any elected representatives speak
As loudly, as clearly as the people?
True courage and democratic freedom
When people gather and march unconfined
Not cowering in their corner
Only to hear their pitiful squeaks
If it must rain, let it not drizzle disappointingly
Let the trumpet sound from the hills
Not under your bed, but let the light of freedom
Blaze fiercely
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 4:48 AM UTC
Obey, and you will be happy.
Disobey, and you will be in despair.
Pestilences sticking with you till you die,
Everywhere you go, the wrath of God, upon you.
Blight seared on your land, accompanied with a pinch of mildew.
Just a little of curses here and there,
in a bowl of sadness and despair.
A soup of punishments served to you.
Enjoy.
Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 11:07 PM UTC
I am not stupid or incapable
Although my mind’s daily deviations
Attest to errors and tricks in mine skull
Of delusions – and every day tension
Within the crannied pockets of my brain
Watch the undeniable enmity
Between the bird and the compelléd reign
Of darling overlords and tricksome she
But I will pretend, though it be in vain,
That the chainéd bird does not wish to fly
But instead hand to them the keys – my bane –
And never dare yearn beyond the fake sky
Goodbye to heart, to soul, to winsome dreams
For I, instead, will do what they do deem.
Mar 13, 2017
Mar 13, 2017 at 6:00 PM UTC
I didn't intend on joining
Neighbourhood Watch
When I stepped onto my perch,
The elevated porch.
I spied a lad
Trying a car door
In the drive
Next to the cop's.
That's forbidden fruit
In the dark of night,
Under the slight light
Of a quarter moon.
Had I called the cops,
Would he now be homeless
By an ignominous,
Effaced father.
His pride's a tailored fit
From rejected rags.
Friends may post the antics
In glossolalia on FB
For all nations to read
The mark against him.
I didn't call.
The sin of the father
Is exposed in the sun;
Not in alleyways
Under broken street lights
Where a rejected son
Devises a defense;
Thinking no one sees him;
Thought he was alone.
I yelled to him, go home.
Go home, very few can.
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 10:32 AM UTC
I am here to set up factions that causes separation
I have no regards for your occupation
Pastor or a member of the congregation
I have no respect for time or place,
I am the only one who can separate you from the one above
You may not think so
But I am
The root that causes the other reasons, to let it seem that there are more than one reason.
Well for this reason, I have all the power to use my own reason,
To cause mankind to reason, to reason their own ways and formulate their own beliefs and desires
To use that same reason to teach their offspring’s of more ungrateful acts.
I am just one word, with three letters
Yes, I am that small but yet so BIG
I am Anti –God, I am Anti Christian,
And don’t get me wrong, I am not just against Christians
Because I ****** your babies, 5 years and under
I **** your precious little ****** daughters
I sadomize your cute boys
As I said before I don’t care who or what you are
No matter how long you live,
(Trust Me) I am never far
To some I come sudden, to others, I roll smooth, slick subtle.
To some I am F.U.N, pure pleasure
I am in your music, your movies
I am in your heart, all of it.
I am what I am.
I am disobedience
The retrospect of disrespect
I must complete my mission till your last breath,
Until my death
Til there is nothing left.
Who Am I?
I am S.I.N.
Sep 26, 2013
Sep 26, 2013 at 11:37 AM UTC