Oh,
how free it is,
to be absent a physiological existence.
To be,
untethered from the organism.
To,
care not,
about a seed.
To,
care not about,
a woman,
a man.
To,
care not,
about existence.
For,
death I've seen.
The,
abyss I've entered willingly.
Within such,
one need only be.
Need,
not this external reality.
For,
such is a,
falsity.
Be one not,
this american.
Be one not,
black.
Be one not,
even a man.
Be one,
only human.
Only,
this anomalistic consciousness.
Only,
that which shall forever exist.
Oh,
how such shall forever,
be bliss...
©yungb123
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