The Rainbow at the end of the World ~A poem for today~

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I weathered my woeful spirit

when they screamed hate and chanted your name

Their eyes are eyes that have never seen

the end of the world

and how it never gave one thought

about colour, tone or shade.

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The world simply makes Rainbows for you to follow

Did you not hear the story?

The one that promised you a pot of gold at the end?

You have refused the treasure so dear to me

The one freely shared to those

who step beyond the clouds to see.

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I weathered my woeful spirit

when blood stained the streets

and screams echoed from sidewalks

and tears made the rivers bow down in defeat

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This waterfall has no name

For it is a travelling, untamed beast

No Nation

No Flag

Just a wave, washing over the land

and it never gave one thought

about colour, tone or shade.

An Ode to Insecurity

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Who am I

if I am no longer dominated

by the notion that I must fix god’s genetic mistake?

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Who am I without the mission to mould me

into that which I would be proud to have made?

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Who am I without the journey to unfold me?

To see the past as a living anguish that has been triumphed over

by that future woman

standing on her pedestal of contentment and admiration 

 

Truth

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It’s hard to not feel jaded

you want to help

but can’t help

Because you’ve been told to be selfish

to care about your face

and your words

your things

how many things you have

and I know in the end it doesn’t matter

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I know that what matters is your hand in mine

love

friendship

a smile

in a time where people cry

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But people have always been crying

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I think I am alone

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I’m the jaded one

who cannot help

But the truth is more than this

I’m the bad guy

We are all the bad guys

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And in that realization

further truth emerges

we must all be the good guy too

 

-Inspired by the latest Wonderwoman film & current world events