If it Matters To Thee, Then It’s Not In Me


Nameless narrations before artificial condemnation, my situation
fearing the unspoken path among the tokens of my tainted past.
Created diversions my unwanted conversion, consuming perversion
still, I chose neither meek or discreet, can’t repeat unwilling to delete.
The crowd is what a fool believes redemption a tease! if you please
aroused? ruckus rubbish never admit you will submit to foolish wit.
They’ll call out the deeds unseen in your twisted version of the dream
upon death a choice not mine, the true from the shadows in due time.

Published by Sandymancan

I'm a father, friend, and a family man, I believe in right and wrong, I understand the value of standing on your own. I have an iron will with a poet's heart, a belief in God is where it starts.

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