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Human

written by: Odonoko-ba

@odonkoba

 

My chains are gawkers
Bound by witnessing eyes

I am sacrificed
Burned in hell fires of apathy
I rise

The stench in your nostrils
Blacker than scorched earth
History's minions
I toil for naught-
A callous heart

But that I am seen
A human being
With human needs
Can't you see
I bleed

My river runs deep
Fermenting greed
Greasing the cogs
Of history

odonko-ba

odonko-ba

I might not be the smartest apple to fall from the tree but believe me, the resonance of my impact resoundingly reverberates the tree stirring emotions and messaging egos in quiet retribution. I am a moody anti-social introvert. Meaning: I Trust No One. My best friend is myself. My companion ~ my dog.
I write because I must. It is my life-line. My Beacon in a world cloaked in darkness, steadfast upon destruction, blinded by their own selfish needs...I write because I must, to maintain my sanity in an otherwise insane world.
Welcome to my humble sanctum
odonko-ba

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