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Rhythm experimentation

Posted to Action Poetry




when transgressing the wanton
misfortunes of the lives that we lead
we only fall captive
to the endless desire and need
to become what we're not
and to strive for the better in all
and to reach out and grab
the protection to help us stand tall.

In the face of a world
where disorder and recklessness reign
it becomes more than duty
to struggle and toil in vain
it becomes your obsession
or should, if you have any cares
for those who were born
far less fortunate than we, than we, than

we who see what we see and can't be
anything else, I'm me I'm just me
if we try and we cry and we fight then we might
stay alive and survive through the terrible night.