37 Years ago

By Dr. Christopher Davis

When I was born
I was blind
-eyes closed

I was born with fear,
With feelings
-no regrets

Birthed into a world with angry intentions
By humble people
-stomped almost to death by
Defacatingly smelly hate!
Raw shitty deal
That all of us get
The voracious appetite of society eats us alive
And sh*ts us out.

To reborn again and again
Eyes open
With regrets-
Blinded by the allure of good intentions
until death

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