But I hear the whispers of my ancestors
from the songs of Janis Joplin
and from a Saturnalia forgotten
a mind that turned rotten
for a wisdom that got me rejected
and another has elected, some through hate
a false happiness and bliss for their estate
an epiphany that meant she could learn
from Atreyu and a home that lost all meaning
from houses and cities burned
by vikings and the mad men of Empires
turned to abalone for their esquire desires
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poetry, dark, philosophy, political, womens, lgbtq, gender, peace, love,...
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