Calice
Poetry
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Undeservedatory

Angry at me'Cause I let them Treat me like nobodyCertainly, this isn't equalityAnd it wasn't out of sympathy

The told need was a facultyBurned out of proprietaryTaken out of the hands, barelyGiven to the undeservedatoryThings we've done in the mighty laboratoryGot us nowhere in the miserable reality

Shaking hands precautiouslyFor the eyes of miraculous bigotryBack at the lies of that bountyWords still in hands, used with crueltyBest minds taken care by the sanitarySunny days left in a town called judgementaryIn the vicious silent cries of loyalty and nobilityYielded within the cycle of fatality

Shattered last pieces of humanityCorrupted in the ties of next-generation to beSome of them still wondering "how" in all this mortalityDecorating the new mansion of clarified pityFor others that find the fresh-baked products of our minds unsatisfactoryWhen all they believe is predestinatory

Obviously, not trying to prove anyone unworthyAlthough my wish is that you take the sword made by the crowd of wasted inevitability

No interference shall come between me and the true nature of my self-marked existential purityFor this is an inscribed promise to the rivers of my own embraced process on the pathway of immortality