/// omen
post.war
after the war
that ran inside my head
take a look at me
what do you see?
dont come to me
and tell me something i know
i am no genius
no prodigy
no wiser than
the beggar next to me
but dont come to me
and tell me something i already know.
let me tell you something
does the war in your
world
require you to show strength and details
of every muscular and neurosis event that has happened
in the anatomy God borrowed you
to be used temporarily
if that is so
i dont belong in your world
where idiots like you
i dont need to argue
is it bad enough when i say
i am too arrogant to stay
let alone think your way
dont look at me
thinking i am somebody
dont fucking look at me
thinking i am nobody
dont you fucking look at me
and think i dont have the eye
to speak with a knife
to silent with a dagger
to be immobile
to refuse to move
to REFUSE to take action
to REFUSE
to behave like the way
ALL YOU FUCKERS DO.
what took me here
where people wipe my ass and
some kick my ass, too
do i have a position?
nope.
it took me NOTHING
NOTHING
i have NOTHING to prove to you
but i have people
who dont dare to look at me in the eye
and who are eager to share my eye
i have all of these
because
i dont THINK like any of you fuckers do.
and i dont need to have whatever you fuckers have.
i am
made of nothing you are.
FREEDOM!