Undeservedatory
- Ceyda Güzelsevdi
- Jul 17, 2020
- 1 min read
Angry at me
'Cause I let them
Treat me like nobody
Certainly, this isn't equality
And it wasn't out of sympathy
The told need was a faculty
Burned out of proprietary
Taken out of the hands, barely
Given to the undeservedatory
Things we've done in the mighty laboratory
Got us nowhere in the miserable reality
Shaking hands precautiously
For the eyes of miraculous bigotry
Back at the lies of that bounty
Words still in hands, used with cruelty
Best minds taken care by the sanitary
Sunny days left in a town called judgementary
In the vicious silent cries of loyalty and nobility
Yielded within the cycle of fatality
Shattered last pieces of humanity
Corrupted in the ties of next-generation to be
Some of them still wondering "how" in all this mortality
Decorating the new mansion of clarified pity
For others that find the fresh-baked products of our minds unsatisfactory
When all they believe is predestinatory
Obviously, not trying to prove anyone unworthy
Although 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 purity
For this is an inscribed promise to the rivers of my own embraced process on the pathway of immortality
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