Do not judge me
For my sapling survival
a birth of a scape goat to inscribe the words of a free spirit
With no country
I claim as my own
I am who I choose as my identity
No political movement can discriminate against my spirit
For I denounce those who cannot see the truth
In front of them
even when they kneel
The only divine death
With nothing to face.
The unknown scripture of abandonment sans fear
Posted on Aug 3, 2021, in POETRY, STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS COLLECTION and tagged Beliefs, Creative Writing, Culture & identity, freedom, humanity, Life, Nature, poems, spirituality, Thoughts, writing prompts. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.