still... I burn

Chased down a back street
running on cut and bloody feet
with nowhere to turn
yet still...
I burn

Run down like an animal
in the summer heat
beasts screaming for that
savage treat
of ravaging a peasant heart
cuz it beats a rebel 
beat

Chased like a storm
never allowed
to fully form

one forever damaged by
mother's impenetrable thorns
and father's perennial scorn
wishin more than anything
to one day become
unborn

Chased like a life lived in rewind
as if the the only path
I could find
was bound to leave me snow-blind
and feeling
most inclined
to be
unkind

Yet still
I rise
just like that southern gale
​on an eastern sky
an unholy surprise

like rollin last-minute
snake eyes

us... the street wise
king-sized wise guys 
with our smart-ass
replies

here to unpack a lifetime
of ungodly supplies
right before
your traitorous
eyes




Exe
02/26/2022

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